This is a picture of a beautiful peaceful disarray. Before this was like a fraternity ramble! (I meant rumble)
I can't believe how i survived the night. On my left were bony knees, and arms that felt like baseball bats and on my right felt line a ninja dart spinning ceaselessly all night.
By midnight, a 'thick', round log would roll over the bony knees with a baseball bat for arms bumping me with a heavy thud! The boy riding his horse would run over the spinning dart landing on my left side.
Everything would be quiet and peaceful by dawn and that's about the only time I can forgive myself for being in the middle of a gang war!
Not complaining. Just musing.
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