And We Feel Like The Rain When All The Words Sound The Same

I suppose I should have gotten something out of church today. My soul isn't doing too well lately. None of me is, really. I feel like I'm stuck in a rut. Alone and crying. Always. I've made a habit of standing at my window staring at the rain. Rain reminds me of last summer. Things were so much better then. But I made the mistake of thinking that this summer would be remotely anything like last summer. I knew it wasn't going to be the same. So many things have changed. I've changed. The constant rain lately seems to fit my mood. I can sit and stare outside for what seems like seconds, but then turn to look at my clock and realize hours have passed. It's a crazy world lately.

"If the world didn't suck, we'd all fall off."