Today was a rainy, cloudy day. It's so strange to me that rain, something so nourishing, so necessary and life-bringing, is experienced with such frequency as unpleasant. Of course, it boggles my mind when people talk about loving these dreary days. I suppose it's about your perspective. From inside a house, curled up and sipping tea with a good book and a blanket, these rainy days could be beautifully cozy. Walking around campus, balancing books and an uweildy umbrella in sideways rain and chaotic wind, however, the experience is rather different.
These days make everything feel heavy and strained. Even tonight as I've tried to post on here, I've had to fight the usually reliable internet just to load the page. 45 minutes for two paragraphs. Every movement feels effort-full, constrained. Today I've just put one foot in front of the other...and right into a puddle.
Here's to shifting my perspective. I want one day to love the rain.
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