Let it rain

Who said that thoughts or actions cannot be inspired on a gloomy Saturday morning? The overcast is loaded with the information about the recent future. We automatically assume that rains (heavy or subtle) are most likely to pour  down and hence change our plans accordingly.

But walking in the rain, look up at the sky. You can see each droplet falling on your face like the sky is falling on you. To me I think there is more to rain than the usual claims. Most people find it gloomy, a lot of them call it romantic (mostly in the warmer countries ;) ). Rain could be so many different things.  When I look up to soak the rain I get mixed feelings.

At first I feel like my most precious feelings/dreams/possessions are washed away and that I have to recollect the broken pieces before it all gets lost. But then I slowly get my act together and realize that endings are important. They are inevitable for new beginnings. If my old possessions are not washed away, I will never make space for new ones myself. If they are loose enough to be blown or washed, then so be it. There are so many more roads to tread in different climates. All of them might give me even more meanings of rain. Why waste time collecting broken dreams from contaminated puddles?