2.23.2004

it's raining outside and i am hot and many paper cranes move in the wind.
the rain slaps the ground and i can only see it fall in streaks outside the open window.
pale light and shadows.
laying on the bed, sheets tangled in a knot at the bottom (laundry today), eating purple pringles and watching concetric circles form and dissipate in puddles on the concrete.