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It's rained for 26 straight days in my area of the U.S. Seven more days of rain will break the state record. But tomorrow, I'm escaping this gloom (I hate the rain) by catching a plane to the Midwest.

Anyway, this girl lives a few doors down on my floor. I wish I had won her over when I still had the chance. Girls that have the entire package (beauty, brains, personality) are hard to come by these days. Windows of opportunity are fleeting. There's a point at which you know you've lost her, a point where you've crossed the threshold from potential love interest to friend. And I don't mind being her friend; no, not at all. But I've still got something for her and that's tough. I want to move on from this, but I still hold onto hope. And I wonder at what point hope turns to delusions. She's beautiful in every sense of the word. I am only a dreamer.