Saturday, December 03, 2005

grey day

it's been raining all day.
A quiet, constant rain.
it seeps into the consciousness and takes your mind over
and without you realising it you are beating it's tribal rhythm with everything you do.
chopping, typing, thinking.
This rain is a cold response to the stifling oppressiveness of the past few days.
I've been watching this grey day go by from my kitchen window.
Everything evens out in the end.