Monday, May 26, 2003

rainy season

I woke up this morning to the sound of rain.

And just like that, memories of the Covenant's "Sun of Pestilence" are cast away in favor of wind and water.

Now if we accept the metaphor then all will be washed away and everyone will be both refreshed and drenched, right? Until the floods, of course.

I'm smiling right now because my new problem is trying to find out if a trenchcoat or two survived the purge of moving house.

Yes, I think I'll wear my red Docs and splash around some.


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