bq. For as far back as I can remember I’ve had a relationship with the rain. Sometimes I love her, sometimes I hate her, sometimes I forget she exists. But she is always there to offer praise, penance, love and loneliness. Whatever I need.
The entry that once resided here was placed here as a trial. That trial has since ended and, therefore, the entry is here no longer. However, if you didn’t make it here in time to read it, and would still like to do so, please send me an email (jim AT revjim DOT net) and I’ll show you where it can be found.
Thank you.