A look

You know the feeling you get when someone is looking at you?

There aren't words to describe it, but you just know that someone's eyes are on YOU.... right now. Immediately you turn in all directions until you find the source of the tension, searching the faces all around in hopes that you're not completely crazy.

Then it happens.

At that precise moment in time your heartbeat is in the back of your throat and breathing becomes erratic. The chain reaction continues as sweat suddenly trickles down your brow and your hands become shaky.

Words escape you. What's your name again?

You can't feel your feet and would in fact trip if you were forced to move from that stance you're planted in.

With time standing still, you wonder how long you've been staring into those eyes and break the gaze once the feeling overwhelms you to the extent of dyspnea.

One look. That's all it takes.

♪ Rain makes corn...

It's rained the last few days, which makes me a happy girl.

For some reason, rain pumps me up and gets me going while it seems to have an adverse affect on the rest of the population. The other day at work it started pouring down rain and I ran outside and danced around in it like a little girl. My straight hair transformed to frizzy waves as the heels of my pumps sunk into the ground with each step.

Needless to say, my khakis got dirty, my shirt was soaked, and I got several weird looks for wearing sunglasses in a downpour, but I had a ball!

Just a Little Diddy....

Hello world.

It's me, Rach.

Before you get to know me, there are some things you should know: I'm loud and opinionated, Jesus rocks my socks, I live for those who love me, and I have a weakness for diesel fumes, jacked up trucks, farm equipment and good music.

I'm a mid-20s college grad, living in the same small town I was raised in and my family is close. For now, I guess that's enough.