Today feels quiet, the world goes on around me and it is loud, but today feels quiet.
The clouds are blue gray, and it feels like it'll rain. Its calm, like a calm before the storm.
Maybe something will happen soon, good or bad, or maybe its just another day. No indicators, no hints, no inner meaning.
I know I tend to over think into everthing, over look, over read, over feel.
The rain is calming, like it washes away everything prior and gives you a clean emotional slate before it all sets back in like thick dry cracks.
Sometimes I wish it would rain every night, then we would have big beautiful warm days, rainbows and light rain as the sun goes down, light dew and mist as it comes back up.
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Sparks in the Dark
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