In quintessential triviality for years in this fleshcase a shesoul dwelt.

Current mood: Headachey.
Current music: JTR - Dave Matthews Band

Yesterday I was driving past Burning Tree Road and listening to Dave's voice wail, "Rain....rain...rain down on me.....again....and again....rain down on me...." when it really hit me that I was going back.  Back to school.  I'm uncharacteristically nervous about the new semester.  I almost felt like hurling myself out of a window out of sheer anxiety.  My mind is struggling harder than ever just to know what is going to happen...struggling, wrenching under the permanent weight of future on top of me.  My head aches.

Today my classes seemed more lackluster than I expected...and I doubt I will get into that philosophy class I wanted.  Tonight I'm going to go see Gavin DeGraw at Disco Rodeo.  Disco Rodeo is an absurd name for a place.  The Ritz was a much better name.  Putting On the Ritz, by Taco, is a good song.  And tacos, coincedentally, are also good.

Tomorrow is something I'm trying not to think about.  I'm trying not to worry, or to expect.  But I feel something is afoot.  My throat is dry.  I'm thirsty for it.  Raiiinnnn. Rain.  Rain down on me...