rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Damper

I went out and got wet. The cat went out and got wet. I, however, on returning indoors did not track muddy paw prints all over the house.

The rain has (as I expected) been more springlike than wintry. It falls intermittently, always softly, and frequently is reduced to mere mist. The clouds tonight were at times thin enough to permit the brief emergence of the half moon. The air remains surprisingly mild. The evenings could easily be mistaken for April did the sun not set so soon. This balminess has put me in a strange mood, a premature spring fever perhaps, and I have been tempted to ignore my tasks and go walking about town by night. This would be a terrible idea, of course, as I'd most likely end up being disemboweled by a deer and eaten by raccoons. That would be a sorry end to my lack of ambitions.

Delighted though I am to have at least a bit of wet falling, I do miss the cheerful noise brought by the more vigorous rains typical of the season. Parched beggars, however, can't demand a choice. I won't tempt fate by complaining.
Subscribe

  • Reset Seventeen, Day Twenty

    Arrangements have been made to either go shopping or have some foods picked up for me this afternoon. It will depend on how I feel about going when…

  • Reset Seventeen, Day Nineteen

    Saturday afternoon I went outside and a stiff breeze was blowing, and suddenly I felt like I was in two places at once, but I was unable to identify…

  • Reset Seventeen, Day Eighteen

    Friday would be just a memory, if I remembered it. As I don't, I guess it's more like a myth. Maybe it happened, maybe it didn't, but whatever you…

  • Post a new comment

    Error

    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.
  • 0 comments