Curtain

Dear Toronto,

It’s been three months since I remember a rain like we’re having right now. It’s not very interesting subject matter but it is nice to hear when you’re all alone and have nothing to do but read, write, or listen to music. Good slow music. The rain forms an aqueous curtain on the main patio door window. It’s so thick that you probably wouldn’t be able to tell the sex of any unexpected visitor. And everything else outside is drowned out and looks like a water color painting someone’s three year is proudly displaying on the kitchen refrigerator.

This night will be an early one I’m afraid. I’ve grown an insatiable hunger the last few weeks and am feeling the urge to eat myself to sleep. I’m also very tired and long to fall asleep listening to the rain while thinking about the curtain I can only stand behind. Also Travis is playing and it’s making me feel extremely relaxed.

Good night.