October.

October 5th, 2008.

I am wearing a summer dress. My favorite one. If I spin, it spins with me; and when I walk it flows out behind. I love the tiny straps sitting on my shoulders. I like feeling the breeze on my skin.And when my hair swings back and forth across my back. I can feel everything. I step outside and the wind slaps me in the face. It's raining, hard. Each raindrop has a little piece of ice in the middle. They're falling all over. My face, my shoulders, my legs, my feet. It is the most amazing thing. I feel like I can fly, when the wind is blowing the way it is. And it's so cold. The wind and the water are so cold. I feel like I am being stung, each time a raindrop hits me. And they are everywhere. Every element massaging me. I feel the cool rain pouring over my body. There is ice beneath my skin, crawling. I close my eyes, and hold my hands out. There is nothing more beautiful than this. I am running across the muddy grass. And my dress is flying out behind me, The wind, the rain, it's just too much. All I can do is laugh.