It makes me want to fall in love and eat a cock.

The umbrella casts over my face and I peak out and study the ground. All the neon lights--from yellow to red to blue to white--are smeared on the pavement in electric currents.

It's endearing the way the rain soaks your hair and you look like hell.

This is one of the things I dreamed of for myself: Long jaunts surrounded by sky skrapers in Gucci with rain on my face.

It is foggy and electric and transient and sexy.

It's like starring in my very own movie.