What a morning!
I woke up. With the smile on my face ’cause it was a good 4 hour sleep, with a nightmare. But the smile was on my face because I woke up with the thought of the girl I like in my mind. Put up some coffee and did the ordinary things a person does in the morning. Read the mail, drinked the coffee, got a shower, put the clothes on me, etc… I left home, singing a song in my mind and still the smile on the face. Walking down the street, trying to avoid puddles. Avoided some, I returned to my smile, singing and thinking what has to be done today. And suddenly I hear a roaring engine behind my back and then a hundred of liters of water falling on me. The image in from eyes went black. The son of a b#$#%#$##$#$ was driving too fast and did not see the big fat puddle. I was totally wet. My laptop was going to drawn… I was mad like a beast. If I could run behind him I could kill him in a painful way. But, I had to turn over
and go back home. In a moment an inordinary good morning was gone bad.