12.17.2008

Rain ♥

I love the cold.

I love the rain, I love its incessant pitter patter and the damp, slightly musty scent that follows it.

The struggle from shelter to vulnerability. Nothing can really be more exciting in a dull day than one filled with a small adventure.

A tiny adventure. An adventure that is only noticable when you see your shoes are soaked, your hair frizzy.

But isn't that the fun in it?

Oh, I want to leave California and move to Seattle...

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