Sitting here in the shack, I'm working night shift on security for camp meeting assignment. Since I brought that up I thought I would just mention how easily my shadow scares me as it jumps out on the south lawn, when I least expect it, walking up on the sidewalk by the admin building. Or when I check the locked chapel door and see movement in the window from the tree dancing in the wind behind me. Perhaps I just don't like the pitch black archives section in the basement of the library. Perhaps the bust of a famous composer illuminated by the light coming through the glass door startles me. I'm a little kid again.

3 comments:
BOO! :)
The Lord knows I would never survive the library archives at night...ahhhhhh!!! I get freaked out just walking 30 ft from my car to the house late at night:(
Hullo... I found your blog. :) Mine isnt as interesin as yur' but come on by sometime! lol :) -Jaleesa or aka Melissa's friend
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