i want.

i wish i could dance under the moonlight.
it seems like such a simple wish but modern day horror stories of axe carryng murderers have cemented fear and paranoia deep into my mind.

i wish i could run barefoot in the rain.
but when it rains here it doesn't drizzle, it dumps entire oceans on you and spices things up with streaks of lightning. a romp in the rain might spell suicide.

sigh. what happened to the simple pleasures in life?