It still rains outside. It makes me want to curl up on the couch and read a book. The book I want to read is Wicked by Sara Shepard. I am almost done with the book so I believe I can finish it within a couple of hours. Maybe it will stop raining after I finish the book. Or maybe it rains because I read. It knows, like a benevolent entity, deciding, contemplating, and considerate of what and who I am. Nature, then, is our subsititute for God.
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