june 4th original date

another rainy day....sleepy day.....day when motivation touches the inner layer and abandons its mission.....this kind of a day....the gloomy.....bedroom only day....to play in the blankets....in the warmth of someone Else's body....this is a day to remember what it is like to run through puddles....shiver with cold and still be happy about this amazing nature driven opportunity... they say that latitude of logic does not begin with human... and the rain has become a longing....for a moment other than today....the tears of all transformed into a universal language of rain....water we find everywhere falling from the sky.....no more for i will find myself too deep into the moments that are hard to describe.....perhaps another time.....yes another time