The World Spin.

It was a cold November night when gazing upwards at the stars I first felt the world spin. I gazed at the heavens and the almost imperceptive revolution of the planet [not to mention the orbit] was suddenly and unpleasantly thrust into my wondering amazment. It was as if I could only hold on for dear life and pray not to be thrust off.

Comments

Mattz said…
Jeremiah! what is going on?
Duke said…
I can’t tell if what you’re smoking is awesome or awful.