“Okay, Al, it’s like I said earlier, I can’t make it move, I’m too light!”
“You know, Henry? You’re just one of those nagging naysayers. . .l can’t do it, I don’t get it, what if I fail, I’m too tired, I’m not (smart, cool, big, little) enough. Don’t you ever get tired of that defeated attitude? Geez, let me try.”
Al flew over and jumped on the space bar, as heavily as he could, but it refused to move. “I’ve got it, we’ll get Thor, Hulk, and Teeny to help.” Al flew over to the near barn that was home to the farm animals, as well as the three above mentioned horseflies.
Henry was still jumping up and down on the space bar, trying to disprove Al’s theory. He wasn’t a wimpy guy, he was just small. He looked up to see the three huge friends descend upon the space bar next to him.
“Okay, everybody, on three!”
I used to be a person who would not compromise. There are only a few things now that I won’t. Personal values may sway a bit but when it comes down to the end, I stand strong. I think inherit beliefs and values stick with you forever.
Fandango’s Flashback Friday — January 22
Do you see them? Could this be our destination? What magnificence they hold, what feeling would you have floating there, surrounded by a sea of stars? Such beauty can’t be measured or taken lightly. To be able to lay back on the soft ground, cool breeze drifting over your body–the tiny piece of human flesh that holds you here for a moment. It’s only the blink of an eye that you’re here this earthly plane.
But this, this wonderment surrounding us all, will be here long after we’ve discarded these shells. Will another dimension greet us with a closeup of these stars? Do you know? Can you know?
When it comes to apples
I’m sort of a priss,
I only like the ones
That are crisp!