i actually did feel very alive last night. because people loved me and wanted my company, and i was spinning in my room to no code, and i was walking through the city at night, the lovely downtown richmond which is about the only certain good thing about it. oh, oh, oh, it is nice to be desired. it is nice to desire without return, but only for intervals. it is nice to feel like an attractive human being. it is hard as hell to not feel like that. harder, at least superficially, for a girl. damn.

so hey, the rain is something fresh to wake to, especially accompanied by pleasant dreams in warm soft cream-colored messy sheets. it sends shivers to my soul. :)