Once in a blue moon...

  Hi. Nowadays, it's pretty quiet in my world. Days aren't buzzing with news like they usually do, and now I feel as if I can hear a single drop of rain fall into a net. The only thing I hear is the boring buzz of my friends' chatter and the breeze of my electric fan. There is not much going on in my world, and now it's as if there's an eclipse. The sun is being covered by the moon. News is disappearing like smoke in the wind, and ideas are vanishing like dust in the sand. Its like the blue moon is taking them away to replenish them so that, when he comes again he can blow the new ideas over my head... It's sort of pleasant to feel the breeze in my hair. The news is falling apart... And when it comes together again, the news will be bursting on this blog like a million of dollars in a pouch. 

  *I know this post is kind of short, but it's what this post is about. I might be posting short stories here nowadays, so I think you might want to read some of them. (The * means 'take note') As I've said, the news will be bursting on this blog like a million of dollars in a pouch.