To love to hate.

 I love the sounds of rain.

 I Hate unesco.

 I love how the wind thinks it is a ghost.

 I hate assignments.

 I love Ice.

 I hate Footnotes.

I love overcast skies.

I hate being cooped up inside.

I love each little thing.

I hate how they distract me.

I love being almost finished.

 I hate not being finished.

I love my almost 751 words so far.

I Hate my paranoia about if i am writing the right stuff.

I love life.

I hate life.