Much to be said about rain.

Im not able to sit and enjoy the sound of the rain often. Most days are dry and the wind blows just right. If there are any signs of wettness, we'll just see it in the morning and act suprised. Today was a different day. I've heard the ting, ting from the grill more than once today. I thought to myself, I hope this continues. Peace at this very moment. Still thinking, still living. For brief seconds throughout the day, I have experienced a calming sense of relief. It's something about today being a different day from yesterday, even though the process is still the same. It's different because of the rain.

The rain does not know where it has been or where it will end. If it lands in the ocean, is it happy? Has it made friends? The freedom to exist and not be affected by others and just allow your existance to effect others simple depend on your will. As the clouds float by and the rain cease, Im drawn to the window. No sign of the sun. Maybe the rain has past. Staring at the sky, I spoke too soon. I see the mist of rain falling on my window. Today is different. Today is special. Today is the day to make a change.