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oh the wind and rain


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gusts: i woke up at around six this morning to the vast quiet nothingness of the apartment with its windows open and swirling wind whistling all around. the hallway outside sounds like it would be a wind tunnel, but step out and you can't feel it at all. try to close the door and you get a resistant current that keeps it open. drifted in and out of sleep for five hours with my own window open, fan off, so i could hear everything. heard people running to cars, wind's swirly noise, and lots of sirens: the world ending, or at least in an advanced state of turbulence.

and it fits that today should be stormy, because i wish it wasn't the day it was. as if a hole in the universe had opened up on the calendar date of october 28th and will burst with grey skies and howling winds even a year after the fact. what could have been escaping, its existence one of pure possibility, the roads not taken bursting forth from the sky and scattering the falling water onto every aspect of the emergency of our lives.


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