The kind of rain that made everything a deeper shade of green. A jungle catalyst.
The kind the seemed to pour right directly onto my heart and please my head just so.
On the contrary, the sky had seemed nauseous, welling up and vomiting it’s contents in taunting fits and starts, but my skin- my gracious, valiant, outer layer must’ve been in it’s best filtration mood, because by the time it reached my innards- it was the most beautiful thing. Simply put. And everything glowed.
Pigeon Heart Ponderings 
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