One Word: hood

I pulled my hood over my head and walked off down the street. Down the block. In the rain. The sound of the rain hitting the pavement was a sweet symphony of music. I adored it. I looked down as my feet sloshed in the puddles rapidly forming on the street. This was the neighborhood I knew and loved.

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I know, I'm a horrible person. I should definitely not have a blog if I never intend to post on it. Well, here I am. I'm currently working on my play, and unfortunately, plays aren't super easy to post. My posting might be kind of light in April, but I am still around.