Wet

Yet again, so many things have happened.

But I'm being pathetic enough for my future self. Nothing is coming into my senses. I'm not being overly dramatic about what's happening, it's just that for the past few days, I've been going in and out of phases I thought I was over with.

I can't tap my command over prose. I simply cannot think straight. I'm all over the place, just like these rains that send dry, peaceful people into a state of frenzied wetness.