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March 13, 2011
It rained today. Not the the proper rain which I love, the pathetic pitter of failure rain. Water which couldn't find enough friends to make a proper splash. So I walk around this sandy landscape looking for a sun hiding behind the clouds. Someone speaking to me. It isn't that I'm not interested. I would just rather be under heavy rain. The sand dissappeared and was replaced by cold wet tarmac. Piiter patter failure. My hood covers my whole ehad so I do not know where I am heading. There I sit on a wall, with soggy chips and rain.