Living on military bases for the better part of the last thirteen years has made us somewhat blasé to loud noises and booms. But we heard something Sunday night that made both of us check on the kids and the neighborhood.
We shrugged it off when we didn't see anything.
But how interesting is this? The boom we heard was falling debris from a Russian rocket.
It's like something out of a movie. It's like the opening scene when something strange but seemingly innocent falls out of the sky. Then later the human race is enslaved by aliens.
And that's what it's like to live in my head.