Today was not a good rainy day. It was not a rainy day that you could enjoy, sitting back and watching the drops run down the window pane. Today was one of those rainy days that you feel like running from. A day that never stops moving. The path home is crooked and muddy, so dark you can't see your feet at the ends of your legs. You are rushing
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