The Rain

I just created a new template for my blog. The rain feels cozy because it's cold (which makes everything else warm), because it's noisy (which makes everything else quiet), because it moves (which makes everything else immobile embracing).

I have finally figured out what "the unknown" stands for; the unknown is love. For my entire life I have been unable to know what love is yet I suffer to pursue something unknown. This unknown thing I've been chasing after is love. I do not wish to give love a dictionary definition. It should bring me an ineffable mix of feelings and emotions, but no more pain; it should be nothing like the kind of abusive love my parents give me.

Happy ever after is real.