let it rain

feeling very raw today, ive been working and crying all day, it just keeps coming, dont know why (except i do know its so damned lonely out here), the neighbors fucking sounds like surround sound tonight and the fat neighbor, lord spittoon, spoke to me for the first time in two years and asked me if i painted elk and deer, "you know, scenery with elk or deer". i tried to be polite. the scientologist next door has become a christian, but i think she could become a blood drinking satan worshipper and you would never be able to tell, she has no depth, talking to her is frustrating, its like talking to a piece of glass...