I have an addiction.
I am autonomous. I have so hopelessly searched for something that I can not maintain, side by side, shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand; I can not find you or this, there is no partnership, collaboration, fusion. I have a hunger for conditions that change me, affect me, alter me. So i find comfort in this; the change of season, the prospect of rain, storm and thunder.
I am addicted to a saturation that overcomes and makes me aware of a true revision of all my senses. It instills a feeling I can otherwise not find at this time and I will long for the next time.....
it rains.
Is this how you feel as well; my weather addict?
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