Journal by Olga Nunes

Wet

I was going to go buy food. and the grass and the trees smelled so good after the rain that I decided to go for a walk. And I wished it would rain. I would have loved to be walking in the rain. And I walked far away from my makeshift home, and it began to drizzle. And I smiled. And it began to pour. And I laughed. And now I am shivering and soaked to the bone.

But content. Sometimes to get the things you want, all you have to do is ask.