Me.
Rain & The Failed Poet.
Monday, July 14, 2008
It's 2:15PM, and the rain is pouring heavily here. The air is cool, and it feels clean. I love the smell of rain, especially in the morning and afternoon. Everything just seems so soothing. Put it together with the right choice of music, and there's this feeling of tranquility that doesn't come often in our everyday lives.
A long drive would make things perfect.
I have this urge to visit a beach. Smell the ocean, feel the sand between my toes. Taste the air, hear the waves, enjoy a drink or two with just the right people. Probably watch the stars in complete silence.
Maybe I should do that soon enough.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 2:14 PM
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