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[thejunipertree]

It is pouring down rain outside and I am loving
it. Our apartment is on the ground floor, which
means that our windows basically rest against
the ground. My eyes are on dirt level. I can
watch the rain as it bounces off the asphalt
and grass. I can stare upwards and watch it
drop from the sky.

I want to be outside in this.

Speeding up until it's a hype staccatto in my
throat. Slow down, my eyelids become lazy and
I rest my chin on the window sill. Summer rain.
Right now, it's a slow patter making pinpricks
in every puddle.

If I stand out in this, will it wash away sin?
Will it cleanse the nastiness which has been
spiraling away inside my head lately?

I doubt this, somehow.
Though it's still an enjoyable thought.