“…, but where does that voice go?” is something that I have been asking to myself for quite several hours now. I have been trying so hard to get my head straight, but these steps always brought me circling back to this lake behind the backyard fence. I assumed the voice inside my head must have been running scared, thinking that I might lose my sanity this time around. Maybe, but instead of talking to myself, I honestly wished somebody else would showed up if I took this stroll a little bit longer. Although it wasn’t exactly what I was expected, at least I got a deer out of that creepy woods for staring a little too long.
It is almost midnight now and everyone on this neighborhood is definitely stay put on their house. I bet some of them are still locking their heads on computers, waiting to finally diving in to their bed. Hanging outside this time around could have froze me, but I just yet started another friendly encounter with the deer and I still have a few extra thoughts left in mind. Although I might soon try to set up a fire camp, I’m guessing these tiny jitters on my head are probably enough to keep me warm for the rest of the night.
The Loudest Backyard 