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Writing is a form of therapy. Sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear which is inherent in the human situation.
Writing is a form of therapy. Sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear which is inherent in the human situation.
Its raining now. And there are so many reasons why I love the rain. The fresh scent of it. The soothing rhythm of the raindrops hitting against the ground. The bleak greyness that offers much comfort. And most importantly, the way it makes me feel — Alive.
i love the rain too(via runawaytrain)