it'll pour soon. the sky will go on and make a racket... it'll sneak up behind you and slap you 'cross your head, then rinse this heat away. and it'll feel like after a good long cry. your soul will feel relieved. the land will drink it in.

i've missed you Moon.
i've missed you Star.

but i've been busy. finding real moments. moments of stress and elation. times that are so clear it hurts. dreaming about familiar faces and warm hands, the kind that makes me wish for 22. living through an unbearable ache to be with friendly furry faces, whizz through calculations. make myself there already. take myself home.

go on now. pour your little heart out. unzip that dark gray face, let it rain.