rain slides down the glass of the window.
5 years have passed since i lost my best friend.
a furry fellow with the same number of years revolving on this earth as me.
a companion who was one of the best accidents in my life.
rain slides down the glass of the window
same as it did 5 years ago.
i don't think of you that much anymore.
death is someone that i've met too many times in my youth.
this is a small stream of consciousness about my dog that we had to put down 5 years ago. besides the fact that it is a somber day because of the weather, an art project is finally being finished this weekend. i find myself doing more art things then my thesis again.