Look Up

Cue every beautifully desperate, rain-embracing song you can think of. Off the top of my head, "Come Clean" by Hilary Duff (haha) and "Strong Pursuit in a Pearl District" by Council Crest. Blast it loud. Imagine every possibly harmony you could sing and choose one.

"I want to see a new day when it never stops raining at all
And I don't seem to care that I'm so unprepared for an early September rainfall."

Yes, it's the first real Portland rain that I can remember since last year. And kind of nice, running through the rain ... wisps of hair sticking to my face, smeared mascara, wanting to tear off my soaking wet t-shirt and break free. It kind of adds a final "fuck-it" to running, and somehow, this makes it more enjoyable.

This week was better? I guess? Super stressful school-wise, but considering the pressure, I think I managed well enough. No cross country meet either, so that probably helped. You know, I'm turning into a real bitch. Yesterday I totally got into a fight with the St. Andrew's Nativity School kids by throwing water at them through their open car window and then dumping the rest on the leather driver's seat ... I know, who does that, right? I think if people who see me at school saw me on the weekends around my friends like Clare and Jimmy they'd be surprised at what a good and pleasant person I can be. Not that I'm bragging, though, far from it... just, pretty much, the worst of Jesuit brings out the worst in me.

I really miss my east coast lovers. Really, really miss them. I'm living in your letters. And picture e-mails, texts, and phone calls. I'm hanging on.

"Time just proves too much, and we're wearing down again.
Should have been fall, with the memories of summer
The burn of the sun and the cold, oh fall
you're a comfortable lover but I just can't take all the decay."
[Gratitude]

posted by Allison Francis @ 5:55 PM