Sometimes I wonder,
What if...
I'm looking through a window
forever streaked by rain
changing the way I see things
and I don't even know it?
But then I realize,
everyone has their own window
streaked by raindrops
in a unique pattern.
It's what makes us
different.
It's what makes our perceptions
our own.
Thank God for the rain.
Monday, December 22, 2008
Musings on a rainy day :]
Posted by Nida at 10:06 AM
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5 comments:
nice :D
YES!!! I WAS THE ONLY ONE THERE!!!! WE MADE PUZZLES!!! I HATE U GUYS FOR NOT COMING!!! IT WAS HORRIBLE!! omfg.. it was so awkard...
no.. i dont think i culd come.. but ill see...
:))
wow, that's deep.
(gee, thanks alina)
but that's ok, i guess i sort of agree. :)
lol noma. i think alina means it was awkward cause she felt bad none of the rest of us showed up. i mean really. how can you not feel awkward when you know the other person is probably depressed inside cause nobody else showed up?
but we made up for it, right? :D
yeah, that's true.
and yes, you did make it up. thank you very much for that party, :)
did you write that poem or did you copy and paste it from somewhere? because it's really good...
i wrote it :]
you make me feel so good about myself on this noma! :D
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