Thursday, March 08, 2007
The heat is aggravating, the heat is aggravating.
It poured the other day. I miss the sound of rain pounding on the streets, the swish of tyres on wet concrete, flip-flopping through the puddles, feet wet, ankle deep. I wanted to abandon my umbrella; hop, skip, dance maybe - but there is less inclination here for the carefree.
I have finally started writing again. Perhaps because there are fewer to talk to, where else should I keep these things?
I miss you - in a way that takes a part of me - in a way, more than anything.
sherry @ 7:56:00 am
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