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Rain Chant
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Mood:
waiting

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Listening: hissing from the AC and people chatting as they head to lunch
Mentally Replaying: an unnamed Mexican folk flute piece
I'd rather be out spending my millions
Considering: inheriting some millions
Desiring: peanutbutter and jelly on toast
Physical Aches and Complaints: none, just sweaty and my pants are too tight

(You know I wanted to put my mood as "expecting" but that sounds like I'm pregnant. But I was thinking of the Spanish word "esperar" which can mean either to expect - I expect that it will rain - or to hope.)

Rain, Rain
Come my way
Don't you wait for another day
(rpt)


++hopefully I didn't just jinx the whole thing++

I want to be out and about when it rains, eventhough I know that will make traffic suck ass. It's supposed to start raining later on tonight and go on through tomorrow and possibly Saturday.

I *really* like rain. This world needs a bath.


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