I feel uncharacteristically amazing today. Stayed up late yesterday working on my indie game, woke up at 5, got to school at 7, studied until 12, broke fast with a light salad, project work from 13-16, went home, saw that it was raining, went for a long-ass run in the rain, felt fucking indefatigable in the mud, cooked a delicious chili pot instead of rewarding myself with expensive and unhealthy takeout, had a nice talk with a girl I like, and arg hasn't submitted a song for the new mixtape yet. Everything's going my way!
I love rain. As soon as it starts raining all these fucking city people sprout umbrellas. What the hell is wrong with them? Ruins the whole point of rain.