Roskilde

Even though my world is falling apart I'm standing in the heavy blanket of rain (that looks and feels like an indian monsoon) that I know is going to turn the festival into a mudbath ... and I'm smiling. I'm genuinely smiling while I'm being soaked. I'm smiling at something for the first time in two weeks. I love the rain. Furious summer rain. I'm so glad he didn't leave me in the winter time.