Quiet Storm

There’s something about the rain that enchants me. While some people may find this weather bothersome, I find it the perfect time to drench one’s self in ideas and reflections, whether they be trickling like a drizzle or howling like a angry storm.

It leads me to discover sentiments I never had before, and to rekindle old ones. It drives me crazy and keeps me sane at the same time. It makes you write words like “rebirth” and “rehab”. It tugs your heat and makes you fall in love again.

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