the_weather_with_you white_light I don’t need this heat, It’s burning beneath this jaded collar. I don’t need this to repeat itself In this reciprocated way. How the weather’s with you Whether you find it’s hotter without me Without our footprints on this lounge Without our fingerprints on our hearts. What else is left to feel, Other than our total release What else is ultimately real Besides this underestimated dignity. But I won’t flinch at these blisters Festering on, on my soul I wont flinch at these 020909 ... silentbob stormy muggy moody wet violent 020910 ... Kate The cross-country girls glanced at the cloudy grey skies and shivered in their hoodies. Sarah said, "It sure looks forecasty today," and we all laughed. Laura asked what was the definition of forecasty--I think she meant overcast. Sarah always says silly things like that and doesn't catch herself--like the time Laura was teasing her about not getting very high grades and she replied, "Well it's not like I'm going to Gale or anything," and she didn't know that it was Yale, not Gale. Yesterday it rained, and Justin and I dashed into the school, while he played a lone cadence on a snare drum and I marched in step. I always seem to walk in step with the beats now and start with my left foot. It reminded me of you and you weren't there to look like wet rats with us. I wonder if it was raining where you were, or if you were driving to a coffeeshop with a vibrant girl in your car. I hope that you were. 020921 ... "The" Man Friends say I'm a mix between a typhoon and pure sunshine. 070710 what's it to you? who go blather from