Saturday, August 28, 2010

Mucinex D And Erection



If, after the holiday weather is rainy and cool, you move to the jackets from last fall. In the jacket pockets sometimes found a handkerchief with snot and maybe a few tears from a year ago. Such a jacket with a handkerchief she had to, so I could get on track.
would I actually know in advance can ensure that I would meet any real wild boar, because it was only a test of courage, yes. In tests of courage is never about the real thing. The respondent should only be a little intimidated. For example
through the darkness. Down on my way she wrapped me completely. Above, the sky shone through the treetops. I looked up to find my way. The way I felt under my feet, but I could not see him. More often then I looked but in the darkness. I saw optical illusions, mirages of my own eye, gray spots in the black. What is one to see when it's really dark. The sky was bright down here do nothing. I was afraid of stumbling every moment over a wild boar. Wild boars are not huge, they may go up to my sternum. The bad thing is they are compact, they are stable, they are not to easy, they do not fly away and they belong, like Piglet Pooh would say, probably the wilder animals. You might get the idea to fight when they are angry.
Enough about wild pigs! I still knew where I had seen on the day their mark ransacked Ground. I listened. The rain was a constant noise. The rain in the trees. At the mercy of the rain had stopped and the trees, it's raining it were much longer. I got a single drop on the hood, all the other drops I could only hear. If I hear the wild boars root of all this noise? Churned out loud or quiet? Breathed it aloud?
I had arrived on a stretch that you could not see the best of intentions. Not even on the basis of the sky over the treetops. The crowns were too tight. They had the road not more space than elsewhere. Like a cat's eye would have enough here to gather light to shine around? What light, if there is none?
The whole road full of questions. I thought if I'm afraid - and I had - then at least I'm not alone. I wish the animals would disappear in time before me and not on their flight scare. I was hoping she could hear me. I heard myself do not own. My steps caused as little noise like a velvet carpet. No branch cracked under them. I once bumped into leaves. Even the more I felt when I heard it. The leaves were dripping from moisture, to the drop in the trees, I knew from the hike the day before me puddles on the road - hopefully they were not grown! Instead of rubber boots I wore shoes, which allow it to run away better. Maybe there was even the first reason to flee. To the left of straight ahead in darkness shone a point. Because I went, it changed my perspective and point the plants were hidden from me. But I could repeatedly say that he had not moved, still there was still lit. Maybe I saw an animal eye and the animal eye saw me. I know how to stand motionless deer as an alternative to escape. Can doe eyes light up too? Then I saw the right hand on the floor a familiar glow and further away one thing and another. The glow worm - in my childhood, they are flying through the air, here I only saw her on the ground. It unless the doe eyes ... Such a
Glühwürmchenkörper can really illuminate anything. To him I saw the book leaves. It glistened wet. Its color I added in my head, because if I remember it now, it occurs to me, but not that I had seen them.
As in a ghost train I put on everything left and right by the sensed path. As was already the next. She let me doubt what I saw. It seemed to me that there was an abyss that shone from within. I saw the way, but the abyss. Why he shone, on the other hand, was just that my happiness, my chance of not falling into it. I knew even from a day tour that left my way steep went into the deep. Black, damp soil, mud holes, swamps. Erdinseln floating on water that hervorttritt until a foot complained the island.
I looked my way and I do not feel his feet barely, if I walked on muddy Weggrund or was already immersed in the woods to my right. It was the view upward, as if I would see the sky and the trees that stand out black with it, could make the trail. With this in mind, I went to my deception. The abyss on my left was so deep as the trees were high, and the reason I shone against the sky. It was a reflection! I reached the puddle, which I had seen during the day. With each passing
danger I was the easier way. He also became wider and at least got to the left a clear, visible boundary. I had to keep only the right of the thick tree trunks. When I looked up slightly, I saw her. The road led from here straight off a while. It rained in the trees I ran and the way forward was until I lost him. I felt it no longer under my feet. I ran on foliage. An attempt to go further left, I bumped into leaves and branches, the attempt to the right I just said: Leaves, Leaves, Leaves, you're in the woods. Because once again there was a lightning bug. I now had a still in the dark Blindfolded and shot me, I had found my way again until dawn. As it is, the assumption being able to follow, but the whole time that I had gone straight ahead, I dared me to turn 180 degrees. Where previously hinzeigte my navel, was now my backbone, and the tip was directed to what had previously been behind me. After a few steps, I hit the road, which described in its place a left turn. 90. I did not see.
Another piece on solid ground and with his eyes through the unknown, then I saw the moon. He was a real lamp. He had done all the time my sky light, he was. To such a little thing like the moon I had not even bothered with the decision to the test of courage. It was available and he told me the way forward was really enjoyable. A mile back without fear, nothing to me you nothing to run on a pig. The moon was beautiful and white clouds visible, high fog over the meadow. He outshone not the stars, not the aircraft that shows me that there was a civilization still existed. I was able to see much that I even have a detour to a field along selected. Mysteriously in the shadows of the trees covered the horses were standing side by side. One was afraid of me, yet I was not even come close to him.
shone in the meadow the moonlight through countless drops of water and the handkerchief from his right pocket was still room for some snot. I must have passed the test of courage so, could only be even, that I failed the Written today.

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