And people tell me "It wasn't Summer. It rained all the time." I want to switch places with you. I want to go where the rain is. I want a year full of rain. I am tired of blue skys. I am tired of the sun. I miss the rain. Sometimes I ask myself if the rain still exists.
It's a 10-part sequence: understanding the mechanism → a week of
just observing your own patterns without changing anything →
building friction → replacing the h