Its raining right now. Bjork is blasting from my speakers saying something like ‘I play dead, it stops the hurting, i play dead, and hurting stops’ and I’m feeling quiet the same.. the long, long wait for rains finally comes to an end. The moisture laden earth invigorates every corner of the city as the summers very politely bid adieu... There’s hope, there’s life and there’s a reason to dream again of a cool, grey morning.
The rain drops lightly tease me as they find their way inside my window every time the wind blows. My mind finds it hard to focus on anything else.
The music in background is changing but my soul is on its own trip, enjoying the perfect harmony of nature. I dream of green pastures, bright colors, all seemingly brighter against the grey skies... the sudden thunder, cold flirty breeze and drenched body with dripping hair...The beaming smiles, the music of raindrops, the dancing of heartbeats – so many joys wrapped in the veil of rain!
Its calming just as its reckless, its fast and then its slow… it thrills and excites.. its like confetti falling from the sky.. like suddenly there’s a reason to celebrate!
Oh how much would I love a Miss Marc Vinyl clear tote on a day like today..... ;)
Much love! :)