52/351: Late

That was a rainy Monday. There were hours when it rained little, and minutes when it didn't rain at all, but the rain always came back. For the last hour or so the night, now very cold, has been silent. Any minute now, I expect, I'll hear the drops falling again, and the wind will pick back up. I slept rather poorly last night, and though I'd intended to take a nap, I never got around to it. Soon I must go to bed, and if the rain doesn't return before then I might just sleep through it. At least I would hope so. I really need to make up for last night's crappy sleep. More rain is on the way, of course, so I won't feel bad about missing any tonight.

Abrupt ending. Late.