My morning

I was sitting out on my backyard porch this morning. Sun shining, birds chirping, the wind wistling through the tress, i could even her the chick down the road playing her violin (its scary how load it can be) it seemed to be a great morning, i was happy. I looked up at the sun, its light burning my eyes, its warm rays were all snugely and warm, it was perfection.

That prefection felt like a slap across the face. Beace there is no thing as perfection, it is impossible to attain. I realised this as it could be a whole lot better. The perfect sun was burning my eyes as i continued to look at it. ‘imperfection’ i realised. My good mood was gone in a flashing, vanishing in  the wind the now blustered loudly, echoing my soul.


About mangagirl33
Hi there! Well about could say im very 'out there' and ready to tackle any (well most...) obsticals. I wish to be a world renound author when im older. Either that or a manga artist. ......yeah, manga. Now dont get me wrong, i love the stuff: anime, manga you name it. But im not Otaku. Anyway, thats beside the point. What im trying to get at is, im fun, willing to try new things, curious about most as well, and willing to listen.....most of the time. So yeah, thats pretty much it about me *smile*

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