The rain stopped.
I had wanted to put up a post on the rain that happened sometime before lunchtime yesterday. The one that turned the leaves a refreshing spring green and the flowers a bright vermilion.
I decided not to. And will probably not post anything about rain anymore for the time being. Rain doesn’t belong to me, but my thoughts and my words do. Until I find words that are mine and mine alone, I guess I won’t let the rain affect my moods so. It’s gonna be lonely. The curtains in my room will be shut. I’ll miss the tree outside my window.
Because today, it’s been raining inside. Not out.