Another fifty miles...
A long overdue shower has given me a different light to view things in. My day has finally started. I have a cup of warm cinnamon/clove cranberry juice, a floral dress, Human Drama playing, dripping wet hair, gentle whafts of fruity shampoo, and My DarkAngel's dress shirt.
The rain continues to fall.. a bit harder now, but it seems perfect. It seems fitting for the day. It seems like this is how it should be. Soon, this will all change again... I will lose this feeling of "perfection" to "reality". This is my fairytale.
The rain continues to fall.. a bit harder now, but it seems perfect. It seems fitting for the day. It seems like this is how it should be. Soon, this will all change again... I will lose this feeling of "perfection" to "reality". This is my fairytale.