It's all in my-bubblegum-power-drink

When I look outside. . .

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I opend my window when I heared the sound of the rain. I looked down to the street and saw how the teardrops from the clouds came down on the road. The rain came fast and I felt every bounce of them when they hit the ground. It made me shiver and shake.

I took my laptop on my knees and wrote all the words that came up in my mind. From the way sand feels to the way I can, somehow, ever love him. Or about my obsession for "dutch blue" donuts from the Dunkin Donuts store with some Pink Fernandez. (my bubblegum-power-drink)

For the record, my bed stands next to the window. So I can feel every breeze that sneaks trough the window opening. My bed stands there so I can see the clouds, the sky and see the people that come by the store, next door. I love this place because it gives me inspiration for all that I write, all the lost pieces, all the pieces that are alone. I feel the peace of every sound that nature makes, like birds singing, rain dripping, leaves falling and wind howling. Thats why I look outside.