As I write this: There is a monsoon outside my window. I can hear the wind and the rain pounding. I can smell the smoke from where lightning struck a mile or two off. My suitcase sits, empty, on the floor. And I am listening to Journey. My life, if anything, has taught me to find beauty in the random entropy of the universe
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1) I am perpetually surrounded by actual monsoons because i am in india currently and it's monsoon season.
2) i love penny arcade. sounds like a fascinating trip!
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