a little fall of rain can hardly hurt me now

Mood: WHY CAN'T I DO ANYTHING RIGHT.
Listening To: "A Little Fall of Rain" from Les Mis.
Reading: The Shining by Stephen King.

She told me to write in a notebook. It'll help, she said, trust me. She said a notebook is always willing to listen, can take in your problems.

But a notebook doesn't help. A notebook doesn't even have a face. You can't expect any response from a notebook. It has to take what you write in it. But it never knows what you've written.

A notebook doesn't solve anything.

But then, does a person? You can't just keep dumping, dumping, dumping on a person. It's selfish. They have their own problems. You can't hold a pity party for yourself.

I HAVE TO STOP BEING SO SELFISH. It's stupid, I freak out over the littlest things. I whine, I cry, I worry. But what do I have to whine about? What do I have to cry about? Fetch. There's nothing wrong with my life. There's nothing wrong with my head. I just have to find something to complain about then tell everyone about it.

I need to keep it to myself. I need to shut up. I need to learn to be giving, to be generous, to be nice, to be kind. I only ever care about myself. Everything is about ME. That's what everyone's been saying. Why didn't I ever see it?

I just don't want to go it alone. And I know I'm not. I just forget about my Brother sometimes. I need to talk to Him more. Let Him know I remember.

EPONINE:
Don't you fret, M'sieur Marius
I don't feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now
You're here, and that's all I need to know
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
And rain will make the flowers grow.

MARIUS:
But you will live, 'Ponine - dear God above,
If I could close your wounds with words of love.

EPONINE:
Just hold me now, and let it be.
Shelter me, comfort me

MARIUS:
You would live a hundred years
If I could show you how
I won't desert you now...

EPONINE:
The rain can't hurt me now
This rain will wash away what's past
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close
I'll sleep in your embrace at last.

The rain that brings you here
Is Heaven-blessed!
The skies begin to clear
And I'm at rest
A breath away from where you are
I've come home from so far
So don't you fret, M'sieur Marius

I don't feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt me now

That's all I need to know
And you will keep me safe
And you will keep me close

MARIUS (in counterpoint):
Hush-a-bye, dear Eponine,
You won't feel any pain
A little fall of rain
Can hardly hurt you now
I'm here

I will stay with you
Till you are sleeping

EPONINE:
And rain...

MARIUS:
And rain...

EPONINE:
Will make the flowers...

MARIUS:
Will make the flowers...grow...

"A Little Fall of Rain", Les Miserables.

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