That was the sun yesterday afternoon. When I went to lunch everything was normal, sunny with some clouds. At about four o'clock I took a break and everything was sepia. I thought I walked outside into a Clint Eastwood western.
The dust swept in like a thick fog. That is the only way I can think of describing it. My eyes didn't dry out, nor did I sneeze. You couldn't touch it or feel it, but you could see it.
I wasn't the "wall of dust" I wanted to see, but close enough.
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Mission accomplished, you can come home now...unless you want to wait around for a wall of dust.
That was the last thing on your list right?
I got on to write and noticed Casie already said it.
That's right. Come home Snoopy. :)
wow, your day definitely beat mine. I am in San Francisco, and I was able to see something that locals say existed, but left me skeptical. Thats right, I saw the elusive bag o' crap laying on the sidewalk. It definitely wasnt the way to start ones day.
Ben = MIA :( Your blogs are supposed to help me avoid studying for finals. Boo!
I do have a question about this blog though. Tell me, how does one adjust one's eyes? ;)
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