My Day

Last night I was woken up by thunder, horrible, thunder. It scared the shit out of me, like not even kidding you. Of course I am DEATHLY afraid of thunder storms, I shudder at the very thought of them. Then this morning I woke up to the pounding of hammers, it literally sounded like someone was hammering a piece of wood right next to my ear. After about of drifting in and out of sleep, I gave up, and woke up. Always tomorrow for sleeping in, right? Well that is if my parents will let me. I spent my morning watching tv shows on Hulu, walking up & down my stairs, and thinking. One of my greatest past times, thinking. Sometimes I think in a way like the way I want to write, how I would describe that very moment, if I were writing. But I never seem to have pen and paper to write it down with. I'm not very good at writing there are very few things that I have of mine that I am truly proud of, but that's ok, because, well, I love it. It has become a passion of mine, maybe even part of my future. Who knows. I sure don't X) Maybe at some point, I will have the courage to post a poem that I have written up here, or even a short story. Right now I am writing one based off of being at the lake with my Grandma. What it is like being there with them for a week or two, without my Mom or Campy, or my brothers. Now I am going off in a rant, I will go for now.
Bye <3
Sophia Ketchum-Goulding