Welcome back, Joel! Oh yeah, you've been back like since Monday, haha, so excuse the delayed reaction here. Anyway, today in a nutshell: MacRitchie with A, G, & Z. Cloudy. With random showers of hail when we began packing up. Courtesy of G & Z actually, who ambushed A and me when we were walking back from releasing our captures. They made ice balls using ice from the Coleman in our absence and tried pelting us, but we fled in time, of course. The whole scenario was real funny (AND fun!). A passerby, seeing the array of plastic boxes and equipment surrounding us, asked if we were having a party, haha.

Rain
by Patty Griffin

It's hard to listen to a hard hard heart
Beating close to mine
Pounding up against the stone and steel
Walls that I won't climb

Sometimes a hurt is so deep deep deep
You think that you're gonna drown
Sometimes all I can do is weep weep weep
With all this rain falling down

Chorus:
Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
But I'm holding on underneath this shroud
Rain...

It's hard to know when to give up the fight
Some things you want will just never be right
It's never rained like it has tonight before
Now I don't wanna beg you baby
For something maybe you could never give
I'm not looking for the rest of your life
I just want another chance to live

Chorus

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
But I'm still alive underneath this shroud
Rain Rain Rain

Listening to this song over and over again, and I feel like curling myself up into a ball. Or if I could, hug myself to sleep. Not the song's lyrics that speak to me personally, but just the general feel and mood of it. It's just one of those times again. Sigh.