midnight...
He thought the day would start like any other day but boy was he wrong. The bloody mary he had the night before wouldn't have any kind of hang over effect on him. he would just watch some cartoons and wake in time for some breakfast. Wouldn't you know it, as soon as he hear the rain drops falling on his banister he knew it was over. his plan for the day was over, or was it? he looked out his glass door...
Sure, it was raining but after a brief discussion with a friend he was in courage to go about and into the wild.
he didn't want anyone to know but it was his birthday.
then he went to see his friends. they played pool and had a few laughs. but before that
i thought abuot making this into a painting or just finding a title for this picture.
sometimes pictues speak louder than words..
