I Want To Write My Random Thoughts And Feelings

Sitting out on the porch on a cool, rainy night. A single candle is the only light save for the sporadic lightning. Temp is in the high 60's and the window fan blowing across my body feels wonderful. Dressed in only a t shirt that rises above my waist, I feel like I should be in some demented Tennessee Williams play about a borderline alcoholic observing a world gone mad.