Friday

Day 92: Not Fitting In

I´ll be the first to admit that I don´t fit in here. Life is different, people are different and I´m just different... I was reminded of that tonight.

We had a masive thunderstorm. The kind that I´ve been missing... The kind that shakes the house and comes at you form under the doors and windows. The rain on the roof was so loud we couldnt hear one another speak.´

During this time, Sully was cooking, Vicky was cleaning, and Celeste was kneeling by her bed praying we were going to be safe.

Where was I?

I was out dancing in the rain.

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