The Flying Lizard
Here's just a light story to liven up your Sunday. This past weekend, I had a mildly traumatic experience. To some it might just be considered as "nothing" and pushed aside, but for me it was something that frankly gave me goosebumps and an overactive imagination for the rest of the night. I had returned to sleep in my old bedroom that I had inhabited in my younger days. Everything was fine until I turned on the airconditioner that was up high on the ceiling. It's regularly cleaned and everything works just wonderful. I set the temperature and lay down on my bed ready for a relaxing night. Then out of the blue, in the corner of my eye, I spotted something white floating down through the air. At first I thought it was perhaps some tissue or some dust. Nevertheless, my reflexes took over and I quickly ducted out of the way for fear of having anything falling on my head, no matter how light it is. I literally jumped out of bed and onto my feet, wav...