i’ve always loved the rain. but today was different. today the rain wasn’t hydrating me, the rain was drowning me. poundingpoundingpounding so hard yet i couldn’t get up, just laid there under a smoky sky a monotone grey letting the raindrops hit me, one by one a pinprick a sting of the cold water on my bare stomach. i couldn’t speak, couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe, yet at least it reminded me i am still alive. -a.c.b