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Please note that the memories and artwork contained herein are copyrighted 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008 |
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Rain on the Window A window about 3 or 2 feet wide with wooden panes instead metal. The window slides up to open. It is raining outside and even though it is daytime the room is dark. I watch the rain hit the window and it streaks as it goes down. Outside everything is green and inside I am feeling very relaxed listening to the rain and watching it hit the window. I am contemplating going outside. I am also unsure where this place is. The room has wood paneling and that is why it looks so dark inside. The hotel in Schlangenbad comes to mind, but I am unsure. The room I am in is not a hotel bedroom. It is on the ground floor and is too big to be a bedroom. It also has a door to the left where I can go outside. It feels like a living room. I can feel the urge to go outside and walk. I love the fresh air and the smell of the rain. It is so relaxing and peaceful. There are small tables in the room like a lounge or small dinning hall. I see the ground. I am walking on a path where grass is growing alongside and all is wet. I am wearing uniform pants and boots. I have my hands jammed into my coat pockets. |