Rain. Nothing is quite so comforting to the soul as a rainy day. Coffee all day long, a warm bowl of lentil soup for lunch, boots, sweaters...it just feels good.
I think part of the reason I like rainy days is that they force me to slow down, to just drink life in a little bit more and not rush so much. (except to and from the car maybe to avoid getting drenched) I feel like I take a step back, look at my life, and just breathe. Ahhhh....doesn't it just give some life to your soul?
I am a constantly busy person. Some because I have to be; a lot because of choice. I love people, I love traveling, I love seeing, doing and trying everything life has to offer, and somehow, I'm convinced it should all fit neatly into one 24 hour period. Yeah, right. Alas, I still haven't quite grasped the concept that relaxing doesn't equal laziness and that home is sometimes, (oftentimes) a much better place to spend my time than other options.
So, thank you, rainy day. For slowing me down, making me stop, listen and look around at all the beauty that surrounds my everyday life; that lies in making a pot of soup, doing some laundry, and listening to the pitter-patter of drops against the window. It is a good day.
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