It rained last night
Last night the pit, pit, pit, of the rain hitting the window and the low growl of thunder pulled me back to the past. I used to sit in a smaller barracks room in Japan, and watch the rain hit the window as the thunder growled and the rain fell.
There is something about that water that calms me. So I would go deep into t…
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