I can see myself in that little trailer. Just went to the cooler and got a Fosters. As I sit on the deck a small warm shower breaks out. Not enough to break the mood, or chase me inside. Just a few drops.... On top of the hill, behind the trailer a gigantic prehistoric rock teeters on it's wind worn base. A rain drop falls on the rock and upsets it's eon's old precarious balance. The rock rumbles down the hill picking up speed uncanally correcting it's path to the trailer. I hear a noise as I take a sip of Fosters. Must be thunder thinks I.....

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