Soundtrack: Poison Oak by Bright Eyes
Words: +1800 on a very strange new project that... doesn't really make any sense :)
It's been raining nearly every day this week. I love the rain. When I was little, I would get so excited for night to come, just so I could lay in bed and listen to the clouds cry.
Don't even get me started on thunder storms.
But the sun has to come out eventually. That bright, brilliant ball of light breaking through the clouds and shining on a new day. For many people, it means hope and joy. Yeah, I guess so. For me, the sun coming out has always been the end of something.
I've read a lot of books and watched a lot of movies, and I don't think I will ever totally let go of the belief that anything can happen after dark. And, under cover of rain cloud, I like to think that might life could become fantastic.
Anyways. Here's hoping some seriously bad weather finds it's way to your skies.