Jun 29, 2006 13:42
its raining out but not too hard and the air smells new. somehow, the high-up grumble of thunder always makes me feel safe.
my parents drove away this morning in their shiny blue minivan and my mom was crying because, she said, i'm kind of old now. i patted her back, smiled a secret smile and told her i'd be fine, then ran back into the house and up the stairs and curled up on my bed with a big grin on my face because (for a little while at least) i'm freefreefree.
i ate some chocolate, because no one could tell me not to.
then i got a little bit lonely and called my friends.
i have shopping to do - food and cigarettes - so i'm waiting for the rain to stop. it's nice though, so i don't mind if it keeps it up, because i dont have much else to do and its making me softly happy to hear it.