My Dope

When the sun is out, I feel like a drug addict. I crave the beach, the feel of the ball rocketing off my hand, the sand between my toes, the screaming and shouting of the other players. I am often able to aquire this drug when I need it but my plight is still that of the addict. When it rains, I feel cured. Sometimes I like the rain. It gives me peace.