Califor-Ni-a

Well, I'm in this mood. It's called the California mood. If you've never experienced the Califor-Ni-a mood, I'll explain. It's the Jack Johnson-listening to, just going along, liking the world and enjoying the sights, and feeling pretty extremely estatic. As well as hyper. Well, maybe that's not part of the California mood. Maybe that's just what happens when it stops raining. Don't get me wrong. I love the rain, some days. I love the cool, quiet sky, the grayish world, everyone knowing they really should be sleeping instead of feeling wet in their shoes and moisture in their hair. But some days, when you're getting home after school after a horrible day and it's Friday but you feel like the world has ended and you'll really never be the same and nothing is right and you can't just get over it because it really is that important, you don't want a gray world. Or grey. I don't know. I can't decide which is better-looking. Anyway, you don't want it to rain when you already feel miserable. So, now I'm in a Jack Johnson and California mood and it feels pretty good. Besides, the rain stopped. And when you've got friends and family who'll cheer you up or show you that you're being stupid. who cares if it's raining?