Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Raining Like A Bitch

P.D. thought:

It's raining like a BITCH, man. It's falling hard, like little sharp rocks from the sky. I can't put their sounds into something somewhat pronounceable as the drops hit the window, the roof, and the parking lot. PING is not even close. It's more like pon, puh puh pong as it falls, especially on the gutter.

He tried to tell if there was a pattern in the falling rain by listening, but he found none. The rain would fall heavy, then not at all, then heavy and light again.

And the temperature was cold, too.

He thought, I'm glad it's a Saturday. This rain and cold makes it a good day to sleep.

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