Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Muddle. Puddle.

My mind's a muddle. So much to say, but I can't seem to articulate.

It's raining now.

"I hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls, soft and warm continuing, tapping on my roof and walls." Simon & Garfunkel, Kathy's Song.

What a song.

"My mind's distracted and diffused, my thoughts are many miles away, they lie with you when you're asleep, and kiss you when you start your day."

It's raining. And I listen to this song every time it rains. More often than not, it makes me sad. But that's okay.

"And so you see I have come to doubt all that I once held as true. I stand alone without beliefs, the only truth I know is you. And as I watch the drops of rain weave their weary paths and die, I know that I am like the rain , there but for the grace of you go I."

I think I'll go back to sitting by the window, and listen to the rain.

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