rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Moist

It is not actually raining, or drizzling, or misty tonight. Just sort of wet. The trees are dripping, the pavements glistening, as though the world had broken out in a cold sweat. Well, that metaphor doesn't look quite as pleasant as the reality does, but I suppose you catch my drift. It is damp.

The sky is dark except for a small patch of silver glowing where the moon can't quite break through the clouds. I find it very pleasant. It reminds me, though, that, when I was a child, I was afraid of the dark. If my parents had known how much I would grow to love it, they would probably not have discouraged my fear. I'm sure they disapproved of the late hours I was keeping by the time I was in my teens.

But I am glad I outgrew my fear of the dark. Now, night is my favorite time. And the things I fear most are probably runny cheese and flat beer. Oh, yes; and computers!
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