2004-05-26
mmmm,...wash me away
I love that feeling after a storm.When a cool air comes in and collides with the heat,they have a furious battle,a show of power.Heat never wants to leave,anger,tension,it wants to make everything in it's presence as it is.
Fortunately cool always wins,and rain washes away all the sticky filth and everything smells so clean .
Right before twilight after a storm in the middle of spring,is my version of what bliss might feel like if it is ever possible.
I feel many storms around me.I also have come across some clean showers.
I hope they wash away everything..
10:24 p.m. 
by Timm Jumper
