So there I was one night, happily typing away on my laptop, when, all of a sudden, outside there was a nuclear war. Obviously a nuclear war is a very devastating thing and, as far as I can tell, I was the only survivor. Even Corsham, the quaint countryside town that I live in, was transformed into a desert wasteland. However, it wasn't all destroyed, my house managed to survive the nuclear holocaust, but it was reduced to little more than a small wooden shack in the process. So anyway, the days, and years, went by and I was unable to find any survivors. Somehow unfazed by the death of all the people I loved, I carried on with my life. Well, kind of. Basically, after the untimely end of the world, I started to update my blog daily (rather than three times a week) but continued just writing the regular things I do. That's about all I can remember of the dream, but I guess that means that, in the reality of the dream, the last piece of writing every produced by humanity would have been about how water bottles are cool or something. Just thought I'd share that with you.
Technically, the title for this entry should be "The Trusty Water Blog at The End of the World" but I wanted to make the reference to Douglas Adams a little clearer. Anywho, I'm going to tell you about a dream I had which involved this blog.
So there I was one night, happily typing away on my laptop, when, all of a sudden, outside there was a nuclear war. Obviously a nuclear war is a very devastating thing and, as far as I can tell, I was the only survivor. Even Corsham, the quaint countryside town that I live in, was transformed into a desert wasteland. However, it wasn't all destroyed, my house managed to survive the nuclear holocaust, but it was reduced to little more than a small wooden shack in the process. So anyway, the days, and years, went by and I was unable to find any survivors. Somehow unfazed by the death of all the people I loved, I carried on with my life. Well, kind of. Basically, after the untimely end of the world, I started to update my blog daily (rather than three times a week) but continued just writing the regular things I do. That's about all I can remember of the dream, but I guess that means that, in the reality of the dream, the last piece of writing every produced by humanity would have been about how water bottles are cool or something. Just thought I'd share that with you.
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