that was some strong-ass coffee at 5pm. hence, i am awake listening to pitter patter of precipitation.

there was rain today here in the south, and i reveled in it. there is nothing like being home.

i have never noticed such deafening quiet in the mornings.
my skin has never been more shocked at the heat that touches it when enclosed in a sun-drenched car.
this is how it feels to learn warmth again.