“Some days, I’m bright, cheerful, on top of the world. And other days, dark clouds come storming in against the prevailing winds. The sky descends upon me, the heavens open up and rain pours with no meaning or intent.Some people walk in the rain … I get wet.

Soaked to the skin. The water, the dirt, the mud … it weighs down on me, like a water buffalo sitting on my chest.”
Excerpt From: Lovell, Haleigh. “Vivian’s List.” iBooks.