SEVENTEEN: Rain

I thought of this earlier when the world was looking a little brighter – metaphorically – than it is now. I asked S for a reason. She said thunderstorms. I was like, oh yeah, I was thinking about writing about rain earlier. Except that, whilst earlier rain seemed like a reason to live, now, it doesn’t. It can still do though.

Seventeen. Rain. I love walking through rain. I hate getting wet. Other than that I love the feel. The being at one with the world.

Seventeen. Rain.

So long,

Eliza

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  1. Oh, me too E. It’s been blowing a gale here for days, with rain that is horizontal, hail and sleet. When it batters the tin roof on my house and I’m warm in bed, I am really thankfully.

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