I'm staring at my window watching the rain fall. Today's one of those days that I fear going out of the house. I hate walking outside when it's wet. I don't like the sound of the pouring rain. I abhor the feeling that the rain gives me. It makes me lonely. It makes me travel far back and reminisce the days I was sad. One by one they steal every bit of happy thoughts I have. I would want to stop it if I could.
I am now feeling cold. I am alone. Until the rain stops, this feeling will never ever change.
Like a lost soul waiting for his lover in a cold, dark, stormy night, I stay still.
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I feel like an "artista" tonight.
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