fast as you can

i saw it begin to rain today.

i was sitting in my car, windows open, listening to the end of the song. it was quiet out. perfect.
the song ended, i packed up my stuff.
i opened the door; the wind picked up and tried to blow it closed.
i stepped out of the car, and then i heard the thunder. faintly.
the drops started falling.
i left my cell and wallet in the backseat and stood there.
i watched it start falling.
i watched it hit the trees, hit my car, hit me.
and in less than a minute, it was pouring.
i picked up my stuff and ran in.
it sounds cliche.
but it was amazing.

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it made me want to cry. i don't know why. i was intimidated. i know you're on this whole different level, and it's entirely incomparable. but i still felt ashamed. i want to stand up there for my little ditty feeling playful and proud, and happy. but i use everything, and everyone, as an excuse to feel inferior. though all the other things? they aren't helping.

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am i turned off by you? or have you intentionally turned yourself off to everyone?

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welcome to c-town. population: 1.