Everytime it rains, I hear Hilary Duff. I stare out at the serene, and can't help but hear "Come Clean".
I once said that snow makes everything new again. Every flakes that falls provides a fresh slate for us to mess up again.
Every drop of rain that falls cleans away all the dirty that is our lives and reminds us that we can always get clean again.
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There's nothing like the rain, coming down again, to come and push away the pain... There's nothing like the rain, coming down again, to clear the air so we breathe again.
The only reason I like snow is because I didn't grow up with it. It was quite the joyous and special occassion when it snowed in Juarez... Legend has it that is was a snowstorm that kept my parent from crossing the bridge to El Paso, so I was born in Mexico.
So, uh... how was your day?
LOL, despite the tone of that post, I had a good yesterday!
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