it's raining in cleveland. A slow rain. the kind that feels good against your skin should you choose to travel without cover. that's me these days. Traveling without cover. i've been waking up in new cities, if I went to sleep at all. meeting strange people and hearing new sounds. some people spend their whole lives in search of comfort and security, maybe all people, Maybe me. still, this drifting towards the wonder of what could be, this pushing at the unknown and uncomfortable, to me feels something like peace. blistering peace.