it's 1:40 am and i just drove home in the rain.
the biggest high of the day was being able to say what i had to say and not be so terrified of having to say it.
and the sound of the rain as it pounds the sides of my house makes me feel invincible.
i almost stopped at Denny's on the way home for a cup of coffee, but instead took comfort in the knowledge that 7-11 and Denny's are always open - i can go another time.. any other time, in fact.
i haven't smoked since early january and i remember crying shortly after my last cigarette, because i knew it was my last for quite some time, if not forever, and there was some symbolism entwined with that final act that was heartbreaking.
i don't think i'm really all that cryptic... you just have to know me really well...
and there are only 1.5 classes left and i feel certain social tensions possibly coming to a head.
taking the dogs out for a playdate was really nice - the adoptee (for about a week) is adorable and a wonderful (temporary) addition to the family. i've taken to calling him "fizzgig" and it fits perfectly...
and when life is simple, i am happy.
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Oh, how I love the sound of the rain; let me count the ways. I forgot to mention in my last blog how I love the sound of the rain on the window pain. It's something about it thats so soothing it puts me to sleep.
It really is the simple things that can make all the difference, if only for a moment.
For me, it's when a really good song comes on my ipod. That makes me happy.
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