I am with nan, and we are somewhere like embercombe.
We are hounded by this annoying guy who keeps asking us silly
questions in regards to what we are doing. He is clearly just trying
to annoy us so I snap at him and ask him
- "how do you want to live your life?"
He replies slowly,
"I don't know"
"Well I want to live my life full of passion. I want to explore the
gifts and talents that only my soul uniquely has. I want to live my
life as fully as I can so that when I die I know that I will have
given it everything I have got"
He makes a remark
"That's a bit dry"
and walks away.
We are no longer hassled by the guy. We carry on on our journey.
We come across another guy who is reading a book. The title of the
book contains the word rupture. I make a link in my mind between the
work rupture and the word rain. They seem to mean the same thing.
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