random rain

May. 1st, 2009 03:39 pm
herophelia: (loved stars too fondly to fear the night)
I was walking to a diner with my uncle and it started pouring, as it tends to do, so we ducked under an awning. There was a sheet of rain coming off the edge of the canvas. Onerupublic's stop and stare came on my blackberry radio. It seemed significant at the time. I'm sure it wasn't, really, but it gave me this swell of... Something

Now I'm sitting in the diner next to a window with raindrops streaming down it. I miss feeling like I truly belong. I remember a time when I was absolutely sure of my place in the universe, and everything around me. I could feel life working. Now, more often than not, I just feel the cracks on the inside where I know things aren't as water-tight as they seem.

I don't want to be able to feel all the places where things don't work. I just want to feel like myself.

Living for inspiration,
Ophelia

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