it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
paint a picture...

me. thrown together. wearing faded jeans. hair up and messy. converse. black juliana theory shirt on. messenger bag to the right side with my benjamins hoodie drapped over my arm. with my head phones on. walking to the beat of millencoln looking around noticing how the sky fades from dark blue to light. looking around enjoying every step less and less becuase every step brings me closer to my home. walk is over.

< 3:11 p.m. on 2002-11-21 >