rainy day

rainy days, i love them, i mean it, the foreboding clouds, that nostaligc feeling makes u thing about your whole life, where youve been and where you will be, then the sound of drops falling, full silence help you to find youself searching through your memories, facing your demons and sometimes when the rain stop.... you end up without fear of nothing, even of the fear of dying, and your imagination makes u think that the sun is taking a rest, a day off, rainy days are beautiful in so many ways, a lot of people hate them, and i know, i undestand, all the natural disaster of the decade but cmon, were destroying this planet, so we deserve what happened... well here i am, drinking a cup of coffe and enjoying the rain, touchin the drops through the window

signing out...
dan