thejunipertree (
thejunipertree) wrote2005-02-16 04:10 pm
maybe there's a God above
The day has gone from sunny and bright at noon, warm to the point where I had to put my car windows down at lunchtime because the Cadillac was getting grossly hot, to bucketing down great sheets of rain at four-fifteen in the afternoon.
I want to take these ridiculous shoes off and madly dance out in the parking lot in my stocking feet, with my hair sticking wet against my bird-bone skull and my face turned to the grey sky.
Rain has never overly bothered me. Days like this leave me craving the feel of it on my skin. I could walk forever in this weather, singing John Cale over and over again.
I want to take these ridiculous shoes off and madly dance out in the parking lot in my stocking feet, with my hair sticking wet against my bird-bone skull and my face turned to the grey sky.
Rain has never overly bothered me. Days like this leave me craving the feel of it on my skin. I could walk forever in this weather, singing John Cale over and over again.
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i'm sorta on the edge of the pacific northwest, though, so it's a little different.
i love the rain. i think i'd be even more angry today if it was sunny out. the rain calms me.