the rain came down

its raining outside. but harder inside of me. theres so much i cant make sense of, so much i want to understand and deal with. why is everything so distant today?

today, now, more than ever, i miss ammas hugs. the warmth that comes with it is like collapsing into a pile of cotton. except its cottony on the outside and rock solid on the inside. i can always depend on her. to make sense of things, to face the world in all its manic splendour. to deal with reality. face it and come out smiling.