With his hands on his face everything went dark. If he pushed a little bit on his eye balls he could see spots of colors. All kinds of different colors, moving and blending together. He could feel the coolness of the water fountain behind him and he could hear the roar of the water rising and falling back into the pool. He could hear traffic rushing by not too far away. He could hear people moving. Someone was talking but he couldn't make out what was being said. Someone else laughed. He thought to himself, "This is what it must be like to be blind". Stumble It!
Friday, March 04, 2005
With his hands on his face everything went dark. If he pushed a little bit on his eye balls he could see spots of colors. All kinds of different colors, moving and blending together. He could feel the coolness of the water fountain behind him and he could hear the roar of the water rising and falling back into the pool. He could hear traffic rushing by not too far away. He could hear people moving. Someone was talking but he couldn't make out what was being said. Someone else laughed. He thought to himself, "This is what it must be like to be blind". Stumble It!
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