Cheezy rain.

Tonight's heavy rain made me reminisce.

A friend's mom did a gig at Dunn Bros. that night and we came to support her. We stayed until the coffee shop kicked us out but still didn't want to go our separate ways just yet. Time was dwindling and we'd be thrown out of the comforts of Saginaw too soon. So we decided to go to the park and sit on the swings to complain about life some more. We sat around daring the rain to come, and when it did, we didn't even rush back to the shelter of my car. It poured by the time we got back to his house and we ended up spending hours on his front porch because it was 'unsafe to drive in this heavy rain.' It was mostly me complaining and him with, "oh come on... You'll be fine...It's going to be no problem..."

"But you're full of confidence and I...I...reek of estrogen."

I'm at that state of panic yet again. It feels like time is moving too slow, but the years are going too fast. Last week I was asked what year of college I was in. I replied, "Oh, I'm second...uh,..er..third year." I'm supposed to be graduating next year. I really rather be back under a porch during a downpour. It was more comfortable and fun pretending to be living behind a waterfall with a good friend.