Jul 14, 20051
The rain story (incomplete) - a repeat post.
I'm walking down the road, feeling lonely, but not without company. Twilight. The sun, a gigantic red ball to my right. The sky, the colour of dried indigo.I feel a drop fall on my right shoulder, an inch from the maroon stripe, i had so very liked when i had bought the orange shirt three months ago. The water drop is spreading, blotting my shirt into a darker ...
