Drizzle

There are days when the sun shines in everything that I do. Random spare change appears wherever I step and friends pop up around every corner. But then there are some days when it drizzles -- don't get me wrong, it's not that I don't like rain -- because I do. I love the sweet music and the rhythm and the flow and the growth it gives to God's green earth. But when it drizzles, it's just depressing. THe weather can't decide what to do. It's muggy and foggy and spitting randomly. It's just blah. And today's a day like that. A day to think twice and overanalyze and wish that things had gone the other way. A day to stay at home and brood. But unfortunately I can't do that. I have to get up and go throught eh steps of my life. Blah.