Raindrops and Streetlights

[jackofallgeeks]

I just took a walk for no other reason than that it's raining.
It was cold rain, too. I love cold rain.

I walked down past school, and then around the little park over by church, and back. The rain let up a little while I was passing the cemetery, but picked up as I made my way home. I arrived back suitably drenched.

Something is bugging me; I can feel the tension, but I can't really articulate the what behind it. I think it may have a lot to do with my recent feelings of isolation. It's not good for me to feel isolated, it drives me a little mad.

I did get to talk with both Sara and Claire today, though, and I've made fairly-solid plans to have brunch with Claire on my way down to North Carolina to see Sara. That'll be good; I haven't seen Sara in nearly 6 years, I think. And her daughter's almost three now!

But yes. I should get to sleep. i'm already not going to want to get up in the morning...

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[mordainlove.livejournal.com]

your subject made me think of this song, so i thought i'd post the lyrics to you. ♥

She's a street light in the evening rain,
An empty seat on the rush hour train.
She's a polaroid lying on the street,
She's the lover I may never meet.

Every night I breathe her in,
Feel her sink into my skin.
Still I feel,
That I am envious and obvious and desperate for your love,
I am shouted by and criticised,
Still I crave your touch.
And I know the time you're killing is mine,
But I... I don't mind.

She's a phone call in the dead of night,
A stranger's voice I recognize.
She's a radio playing in the dark,
She's the name you'll find written on my heart.

Every night I breathe her in,
Feel her sink into my skin.
Still I feel
That I am envious and obvious and desperate for your love,
I am shouted by and criticised,
Still I crave your touch.
And I know the time you're killing is mine,
But I... I don't mind.