I am a dreamer.
I know so little of real life that I just can’t help re-relieving such moments as these in my dreams,
For such moments are something I have very rarely experienced.
I am going to dream about you the whole night,
The whole week, the whole year.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
They say when you remember a memory, you’re actually remembering the last time you remembered that memory.
See I really don’t like rain; or rather I abhor the fact that water has to fall for it to be called rain. I don’t seem to have qualms with hail or snow. Gloomy the heavens are quite different a tale, I rather enjoy the relative calm to it all. Although in retrospect it’s nothing but calm, the wind almost always blowing sporadically from one cardinal to the other, nonetheless you have to admire how silent it gets just before the skies open and the rain falls. In some respects I am a pluviophile.
Close your eyes.
AZSHAHMOORE 