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Previous - this entry written on 2001-03-31 at 986053180 - Next METAPHOR It's dripping outside my window. I really never bothered to notice how much water there is. I mean, it's one of those things that we take for granted, that we don't think about until maybe it's gone. For a second I saw a rainbow. It wasn't there long, just long enough to tantalize me. I guess I'll never be able to watch a rainbow, not for long. I mean, it's not that unusual, like a lot of stuff, they come when you don't expect 'em and leave before you've really gotten to understand or appreciate them. Rainbows, that is. It's still dripping and I'm getting used to the splatter. The grey kinda matches my mood. I bet you're sitting indoors too, and watching the rain. I wonder if, maybe, you're writing about me? Oh well. I love you... Hosted by Diaryland - All Rights Reserved - Image, Layout, and Content copyright Jax Raven - - Do Not Feed The Moose - |
