It Rained

This morning it rained and for the first time, I found solace in the quiet pitter-patter of rain drops.  For years, I associated the rain with sadness and sorrow. Waking up felt like a chore, and doing things in the morning: a drag. The aftermath of everything being drenched in rain made me feel gloomy and muggy. But this morning, it was fascinatingly different.

I woke up and I didn’t feel drowsy; I felt revived and refreshed  like flowers after their first taste of rain during a drought. It was much needed.

I’m just overfilled with joy. Nothing feels like it can go wrong right now.