“How can the sky be falling if the sun is still shining?”
Ah, San Diego…the skies are often sunny here on the coast. Even if rain is forecast, the odds of feeling a drop of rain is slim. Sunny skies can temporarily blind our minds from the gloomy economy we find ourselves shadowed in. But…it’s talked about around the office, and at the dinner table: money’s tight, and getting tighter.
Maybe the pretty blue ceiling we admire might be cracked. Did I just feel something? Could a piece have chipped free and hit me in the head? People should be warned, band together! It’s the only way to survive.
“Call in the proper authorities! We MUST get this situation under control! The next errant piece could knock my feathers off. I feel my world spinning like a chicken with its head cut off, argh!”
Flock…fear is not an option!
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