Sunday, March 6, 2011

drip drop

I wish there could continually be the sound of rain outside my windows. This is a different thing than wishing it was always raining. The sound of it hitting my windows and dripping off the sides of my building is what I want. Sitting inside my apartment today and doing not much of anything felt so right with that sound. I looked at jobs and tinkered with my resume. I thought about things and drank tea. I did not feel the urge to go here or there, was comfortable in my place for a change.

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