Today, while walking to the train station, the smell of wet pavement and grass hung heavy in the air. The rain had stopped at some earlier point in the morning and the sun light was only an echo from the east. She told me it reminded her of university. In boots too big in socks too thick I walked and thought of then. I recalled a night while crossing campus and a feeling of particular weight - at that time thinking, the world had changed around me. Embrace turned to vice, a soil of despair made fertile within me. And by a turn in the wind a seed of paranoia came to sit herein.