We live in a moment of history where change is so speeded up that we begin to see the present only when it is already disappearing.- R.D. Laing

It’s raining today. The sound of thunder and sight of lighting is somehow soothing. When did that happen? When did a concern of thunderstorms, turn into contentment?

I’m done with school and don’t really have anything pulling my attention away from the present. Somehow, when there’s nothing pressing, my attention is drawn to the past. I guess you could call it the mental law of gravity… if there’s nothing holding a thought in place, it will fall, and hit deep.

Someone who shares my heart for showers said that rainy days are a time to curl up, to slow down and to smell furniture. Genius thought, I just can’t remember who said it :o)… although I will admit, rain clouds don’t necessarily send me running for Pledge so that my tables smell like lemon. It is a time however to curl up. It’s a time to relax. Thank goodness, I was given the opportunity to take this moment for what it is… a plug through which I can recharge.

I was thinking about a time when it rained here… nope, not just rained, I’m talking the skies in C.S. opened up and released droplets as big as your eye. I got caught outside without an umbrella, and got soaked. It was pretty chilly that day too, so my teeth were chattering once the bus came. It sounds like an awful time, but it was actually pretty fun. When you’re already wet, whatever hurry you were in before, just kind of dissipates like it was dissolvable. I just resigned to the fact that I was going to get wet, and had fun splashing in puddles and drinking rain from the sky. Aaaah, good times :o).

I think I’ll make a rain memory today!