I love the rain. Always have and always will.

Although some people detest it or don’t know how to handle it, I’ve found that rain brings a lot of joy and happiness to my life. You can be having the worst day in the world and rain comes along, making you forget about everything else.

We use to love the rain together…and often talked about spending our lives together, enjoying everything that rain has to offer. Someday.

But the attitude changed. You simply said that you didn’t love the rain as much as I do and that you’d rather the rain die so that you could basque in sunshine while I lay in the rain.

1…2….3…0….0….4 I decided to join you in the sun and leave the rain behind with promises that we’d one day enjoy the rain again….together. Although the rain was something that made me smile, it now served the purpose of hiding my tears because you didn’t want to be there in the rain anymore. So I guess I’ll follow your lead…we’ll move on.

And you continued moving…further into the sunshine, while I pined for the rain. I just wanted to see the rain, feel the rain because I have a true appreciation for it. But you stayed in the sun.

It’s been years now and I still haven’t forgotten about the rain. The rain came to see me once but didn’t stay long. I think that it’s my punishment for abandoning it in the first place, all so I could be in the sun with you.

And now, you love rain…and I can barely see it. I dunno if rain is even in my future. The one chance that I had to forever love the rain, play in the rain and become one with it…you took it away for your own shine. But now, you love it again…just not by yourself though.

Why wasn’t my rain good enough?

*cries*

…that women generally want men who are similar to their fathers? How true is it for you?

I don’t think that I’ve ever been private about my relationship with either of my parents. While I love them both dearly, I can admit that there is a contrast in my relationship when they’re compared to one another. I think that the reason my relationship with my father isn’t as strong is because we’re too much alike…so obviously,we’re going to bump heads. Meanwhile, my mother is the polar opposite of what I am. I’m very outspoken, willing to curse anyone out if I need to but she’s more laid back and will only stomp you out if provoked.

Anyway, back to daddy….
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The other day I sat in Chipotle for about two hours. Part of that time was spent eating a bowl (without the cheese, sour cream, corn, rice, or nachos haha) and the remaining time was spent writing in my journal. I’ve had a journal off and on for years but felt it was time to resurrect it as I create new goals for myself on a daily basis.
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I needed this. *favorite*

…I write.

I guess I’ll be showing a bit of my weakness right now, and it’s cool. I’ve always kept some type of journal and since my blog is my journal, I guess others get to read it.

Today, I found out that a “friend” of mine named Coley passed away.

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How many of you have ever stayed in a situation because it was comfortable for you?

It could be a job, relationship, friendship…whatever…but you knew that it was a situation that may not have been the best b/c, for the moment, it’s what suited you?

I had a very interesting conversation with a good friend that reminded me of a situation of my own. Just curious if any of you would like to share.

4 men in a prison cell…a rapist, a murderer, a psycho and a gay.

The rapist says, “If there was a cat here, I’d fuck it til it died!”

The murderer says, “Once you’re done with it, I’d torture it to death.”

The psycho says, “Oh yeah and once it’s dead, I’d fuck it til I die!”

The gay in the corner very softly says, “Meoow!”

Just had to save it…

I had a great time tonight.

Just wanted to say that I am really happy to be back home in Atlanta where there’s tons more to do with more people!

ATL rocks!