So, it has become difficult to discern between explosions/gunfire and thunder. It took my husband and I a few loud rumbles to distinguish a thunderstorm we were having last night at midnight.
Reminds me of spending July 4th in the States, after having lived here, and unconsciously mistaking the fireworks for explosions and gunfire. It doesn't actually bother me, just a thought that occurs to me.
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wat are you going to do on fourth of july when you come here? :)
Like I said aea, it doesn't bother me. :)
Fatima, You are one brave woman. You have a great blog. The Fourth of July at onetime bothered me. Right after I came back from Vietnam certain fireworks would have me ducking for cover. May God bless you all.
I guess my situation is alot different than being a soldier in Vietnam. I'm not right in the line of fire, as you probably were. But thanks, and welcome!
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