|It was a dark and rainy night? Like that line hasn't been overused...
||[Apr. 29th, 2006|10:29 pm]
|[||Your mom ain't listening to
|||||Philip Glass - Metamorphosis One||]|
Rainy nights tend to leave me an emotional lump of slop. I miss the days when I had someone to call up and go wandering about the city with on nights like this. Sometimes it was to go adventuring. Sometimes it was to just sit and listen to the rain. On some occasions we'd find ourselves playing in some neighborhood park, letting ourselves get drenched to the bones. These days I often find myself just wanting to be alone.