it is raining as i type this, the rain taps out it's message on the roof. on the drive home i mused that i used to live for summer storms, tonight it just seems to leach the joy from the day and replace it with a charcoal wash of entropic malaise. the dark is cloying and moist with humidity, yet oddly cool. after a day of work where nothing great was really accomplished i dejectedly slouch into my computer chair and just feel fatigued while waiting for the sands of morpheus to usher me away in the hopes of a brighter and better day.


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addendum (just because)

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!

Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Level | Score
Purgatory | Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo | Moderate
Level 2 | Very High
Level 3 | Moderate
Level 4 | Very Low
Level 5 | High
Level 6 - The City of Dis | Very High
Level 7 | High
Level 8- the Malebolge | High
Level 9 - Cocytus | Low

Level descriptions: [link]
Take the test: [link]