We're all mad here.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Rain rain.

It hasn't rained it a while. I've missed it.
The smell of rain is the best thing in the world. I wish I was with people who enjoyed it as much as myself. I feel silly standing out in the rain just smelling the air. The wind blowing my shirt around, and my hair. I just feel better standing in the rain.

I don't feel better when it's raining, and I keep sneezing though...
Oh well, I guess I can't ask for everything.

1 comment:

  1. I love you.

    I don't feel better when it's raining, when I'm so cold my lips turn blue, when I'm standing soggy and shivering in the downpour.

    I feel so much better when it's raining. Alive, and awake. I fill my lungs with the rainwater, breathe in the moist air and figure that pneumonia would be a fair trade off for feeling this.

    I love you. (As before. New motto: Say it often, mean it often.)

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