There's Something About Rain

There is something about rain... it makes me moody. Not moody in like a bitchy, rip your face off kind of way, but moody in more of a reflective sense.

I woke up at 7am this morning, to a torrent of rain falling outside my open windows. I laid there for several minutes, just listening to it, and to the morning commuter traffic sloshing up and down my street. When I first moved in, the street noise here used to irritate the snot out of me. It insulted my quiet country sensibilities, and solitary living I had become accustomed to. But as I laid there listening to it this morning, I smiled... life out there is going on just as it should despite the inclement weather -- or perhaps directly in spite of it.

Caffeinating myself, as coffee is the lifeblood of humanity, then hitting the gym for a couple hours before work this afternoon. It's my Monday...