Halow Effect

The Nile's Edge
2002-09-22 22:45:00 (UTC)

Quiet

it looks pretty bad out there...getting windy... and i can
see how badly the little drops of spittle want to spill
from the sky. not yet, my darlings...not yet. tense
silence all over, it's thick and i can feel it from in
here. my window only magnifies it, by hardly reflecting
any sign of life out there...it's the quiet before the
storm.

i hope there's not a lot of lightning. and even too much
rain takes away all satellite reception. so there's no TV
for the time during and a bit after the storm. and
eventhough i watch little TV now adays, the times that the
urge strikes me is when it's raining. how unlucky.

it's still real quiet out there.

i can see travis, my building's RA in his living room
across the way. his bedroom window lines up with mine
exactly...and he's been known to tamper with me as i sit
writing at my desk, making funny faces out of his window,
and waving to get my undivided attention. for what reason,
i don't know.

he calls me blondie.

dawn hasn't called me back, it's been much longer than 45
minutes...much more than an hour since she said she could
call me again. but i'm not crying. i heard a lot of people
in the backgound and she sounded so happy to be making
coffee for someone who appreciates it just as much as she
does. just as much as i do.

i miss her...now more than usual. but i'll see her soon.
she's coming earlier than i thought, so it's all taken
care of.

... well...

that storm went away fast enough....blue skies.

aw, the sky reminds me of home. blue, high up there...it's
the same sky i saw driving to dawn's house, to mulligan's,
to adam's.....erica's. nostalgia. i love it. it's weird to
think that this is the same sky my friends are seeing.




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