Today I went for a walk in the rain. I wasn't supposed to go very far but I went far enough to listen to the entire Half Moon Run album. Again. Especially all the songs that I knew would get to me. I wanted to cry. Not for any romantic notion about crying in the rain. Just because I knew it had been building up and meaning to come out. And I guess there's nothing wrong with that. It wasn't the first time this trip and it wouldn't be the last. It almost felt nice, walking down that empty road, anonymous, under my umbrella. Coming to terms with everything I had done to end up here.
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