Days are going by slowly. One after the other, they repeat themselves. I love rain. I miss the rain. I NEED SOME RAIN!!! Gray days are so cool. Someone asked why life is good sometimes... and it's very simple. Life is good sometimes because the rest of the times it just sucks. Don't get me wrong. This is not a random thought. It's black or white. Yes or no. My son told me the other day one of those universal truths: -Dad, I almost got "A" on my math test!!! -And why didn't you get an "A"? -Because I got a "B"... (and he gave me a big "duh" face...) So for me it usually works like that. I love or I don't. I like you or I don't. There's no in betweens. I hope this explains itself... and if it doesn't... well... =)