Thunder crashed almost too far in the distance as the patter
of rain drowned it out near completely. The air was polluted with the scent of
wet leaves and dampened dirt. It was peaceful, as peaceful as it had been in
maybe months. Gazing out through the kitchen window he couldn’t see the edge of
their yard from the sheer weight of the raindrops assaulting his home. He didn’t
need to see though, didn’t squint or reach for his glasses. Instead he stared
out into the grey downfall and breathed in the simplicity of it.
Thunderstorms used to mean trouble. They could easily be a
sign of a demon or something more dangerous. It didn’t matter anymore. There were
no weapons in Baby’s trunk, no newspapers cut up on his walls. No more hunts. No
more… monsters in his life…
From somewhere in his home he could hear a door slam. Many nights
from his perch in the kitchen, he envisioned that sound accompanied by the
sound of a car driving off. The sound of rain maybe might have lessened the
pain but Dean knew… he knew that someday that car would start. That he would
hear the engine, the squeal of tires, and then he would be in this home alone.
why is it that the people that head the department of education are always complete and total morons and dont understand what children need and what teachers need to adequately teach their students like
goddamn!!! can we get someone who actually understands how children learn for once?!
cool good news! today i went to my local cardshop and learned how to play the pokemon trading card game <:3 i also managed to get the last prerelease slot for the sun/moon tcg base set! im going next tuesday and im gonna get the cards before the set actually comes out and im very excited for that!
17.1.2017 Listening to the thunderstorms as I edit my study abroad applications. Getting closer to turning them in! Also started Russian and Danish on duolingo over the weekend, so this studyblr might also turn into a langblr.