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my favorite sound is rain tapping against the window of my room, really late at night in complete darkness.
im at work and everyone else is out to lunch, so it's completely quiet. it just started raining really really hard against the roof and it reminds me of being in my bed, completely exhausted but being kept awake by the tapping. i like it.
and now walks in the 9-to-5 brigade coming from lunch at Flanigan's. fuck. I didn't want to go; i ate chinese. chicken noodle soup. it's too loud in Flanigan's... Chinese restaurants are usually really quiet and relaxing.
the food mixed nicely with the rain hitting the windows of the restaurant. the waitress offered me a fortune cookie, and when I declined, she smiled and softly told me I was an ox.
I looked at the paper sheet set between the clear glass table cover and the wooden table, just there to add to the decor of the restaurant. it defined all the years and the corresponding animals.
1985 is the year of the ox. I guess if you actually believe in it, it works.
im at work and everyone else is out to lunch, so it's completely quiet. it just started raining really really hard against the roof and it reminds me of being in my bed, completely exhausted but being kept awake by the tapping. i like it.
and now walks in the 9-to-5 brigade coming from lunch at Flanigan's. fuck. I didn't want to go; i ate chinese. chicken noodle soup. it's too loud in Flanigan's... Chinese restaurants are usually really quiet and relaxing.
the food mixed nicely with the rain hitting the windows of the restaurant. the waitress offered me a fortune cookie, and when I declined, she smiled and softly told me I was an ox.
I looked at the paper sheet set between the clear glass table cover and the wooden table, just there to add to the decor of the restaurant. it defined all the years and the corresponding animals.
1985 is the year of the ox. I guess if you actually believe in it, it works.