Tenderly you turn the light off in your room

I don't feel like blogging right now, but since I do everyday I feel the need to. If I hadn't gone to Comet Pond today, everything would have been terrible. Swimming eased my feverish head and I felt newly energized. When I got home I became tired, hot and surly once more. It started to thunder and rain so hard you couldn't see much. I ran outside and let the drops hit me, feeling like the man at the end of Shawshank Redemption, but far less so. Why do I always try to relate myself to films?
Like Dylan at the Movies by Belle and Sebastian