I don't understand anything tonight. The rain is back; the rain has stopped. When an undine moves, even the air is suspect. And especially the water. Especially the rain.

I don't understand why I do what I am. Tonight I desire a more human nature. A more humane nature. Humans cry and melt themselves into tears and mush, maybe fermented in blood, and I want to be among them. No, not among them, but among my comrades, my allies, my erstwhile and predestined lovers.