Water muse

The moment I delivered the bad news, it seemed, the rain started, coming down hard right away. I looked to my right at my empty water glass and thought about how parched the back of my mouth felt right then, wondered how long I'd been this thirsty.

The sky'd been threatening all day, tempting with little patches of pure blue but mostly hovering low down to the ground with gray woollens. Still it seemed like the sky open and released its lapful of rain in sudden downpour, as I basked in her disappointment and frustration with me.

Time to close the house up.

Posted to fragments
by Christian Crumlish
on April 2, 2003
at 4:30 PM
Comments (3)
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Hey, you're the Brainslug Christian! Just how long did you think you could hide?

Posted by: Rouslan Karimov on April 30, 2003 12:46 AM

cheez it, the cops!

Posted by: xian on April 30, 2003 12:31 PM

It's okay, I've done the same exact thing.

Posted by: Rouslan Karimov on April 30, 2003 10:35 PM
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