rain
I walked home today, something I haven't done for a long time. And as I walked, I remembered how I used to walk along that exact same path and have enough breath to sing happily to myself. It reminded me of the days where I was still happy and carefree, just so happy-go-lucky without all the messy emotional baggage. And as I walked, it started to drizzle, a light drizzle that soon became heavier. But despite the rain, I kept walking. I was tempted to stop under a tree and call my father to ask him to pick me up from wherever I was, but I figured that since home wasn't very far away, I would continue walking alone til I got home. And so I did. I walked through the storm and arrived unscathed. The storm is over. I'm safely home. The power of the human spirit.
