Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Raining on [Wednesday]

It ticks just like a Timex
It never lets up on you
Who said life was easy
The job is never through
It'll run us 'til we're ragged
It'll harden our hearts
And love could use a day of rest
Before we both start falling apart


Today is one of those days where you wake up and it's hard to get out of bed.

Not because you're tired, or worried about something, or unmotivated--you know, all of the usual reasons that might tempt you to stay tucked in.

But because it's raining.

Waking up to be shadowed into your room by the clouds, lulled into your own lullaby with the sound of water washing against your windows. One of those moments where you know that no other moment today will be quite as nice.

Pray that it's raining on Sunday
Stormin' like crazy
We'll hide under the covers all afternoon


I've always had a soft spot for rainy days, but recently, not so much. Maybe because lately, rain always means cold. And oftentimes, rain means sadness. But today, rain means happy, and comfort, and quiet, and soothing. It seals you into your own world, keeping you away from all the craziness that usually bustles around outside your walls. It reminds you that there can still be peace in your life.

I hope you have a little of that in your day today.

2 comments:

  1. that in my day: being hidden in the back corner and forgotten about by my bosses, free to work unfettered on my paper. sometimes it's nice to not exist.

    but i pretty much hate the rain. ;)

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