why the rain
rain does not make a lot of sense.
it rarely comes when we need it. and, it’s almost always certain to appear when most inconvenient.
that makes rain rather like surprises.
and, change.
I hate rain. and, naturally, I love rain.
rain is bad. rain is good.
I prefer to run in the rain; a down pour, please.
that might be where pain meets ecstasy.
perhaps rain, like most things, is what we make of it.
so, I’m listening to U2 and Running to Stand Still.
me? I’m running to the light.
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peace be to my brothers and sisters.
brian patrick cork
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