It's raining outside and I can't see anything for all the water in the sky.
I'm bundled in an ugly mush of funny layers, a Peruvian hat, and one leg-warmer (I've lost the other for the time being) with darkening peach tea in a mini jam jar to my right.
My one class is cancelled.
I'm listening to my INHUT playlist and admiring my dance-chipped toenails and working on my essay about time.
I'm trying not to cry because life is slanting beautiful, just like lavender rain.
I could hardly be happier.