Tonight I went walking in the monsoons. I was hoping that a bolt of lightening would hit the rivets on my shorts and proceed to give me some sensation. But then I came to realization that I would probably, statistically speaking, be more likely to slip in my shower and suffer massive head trauma, or get an anuerysm, than to ever be hit by lightening, so I just had to settle for sitting in a stairwell and feel the cool droplets of rain on my back as the wind whipped my hair around my face. I feel really bad right now, the kind of bad that 's like finding out your long-time crush is fucking your best friend and then having them both kick you in the stomach repeatedly. And no, I'm not going to tell you why I feel this way, I'm just going to continue being sardonic and cryptically vague.