SandyShoreSleeping

Time passes.
Time passes like rain from the sky. At times too quick to grasp, or too slow to care.
Marilyn just wandered into the room and complained about the fact that it has indeed been raining for the past three days. She hates the rain. I love it. There's something soothing about its elusive falling. Afterwards, when the sky clears and the clouds have all rolled away all of nature brightens and appears exaltant. The greens, pinks, reds, yellows, all of the colors you see in the flowers or trees are suddenly brighter than before, coming to life after a shower. They burst into euphoric life right before our very eyes. It's all very inspiring. Well, haha, at least for me it is.

It'll probably carry on like this off and on for the rest of the day. It's funny, because I actually planned on getting everyone together and going to a park. So much for that. Oh well, I guess we'll have to make other arrangements now. In the meantime, as I wait for Natalie to wake up and Marilyn to get ready, I'll sit here and listen to the drops hit the roof.