Monday

I'm sitting here just thinking. I'm listening to "Blame it on the Weatherman" by B*Witched. It's one of those days where I see the sun, I appreciate it but I wish I it was raining. One of those hard rains where you can see the water splashing against the ground.

It's times like this I dream I'm in some cafe in some far away place. The trees outside are swaying and people who were caught without their umbrellas are running to and fro with their daily papers over their heads. The glass is splattered with rain drops clinging to it. I know I have to go home, and I have no umbrella, but somehow, that doesn't worry me. For the time being, it's raining just for me.