Rainy Days

There is something undeniably beautiful about a rainy day. The clouds slowly darken as they roll in, covering the sky until nothing is left. The smell of petrichor permeates the atmosphere, leaving the feeling of homesickness and longing. Whether you’re in the middle of nowhere or in a big city, when the rain starts pouring you head inside to escape the chill. Rain pounds on windows, against roofs, alerting you to the anguish of the clouds. What is condensation but a buildup of negative emotions; precipitation, an explosion of grief and regret. As the clouds release their torrential downpour, the emotions are swirling inside of you. For some, a longing for the sun; for the childhood they never had, for the life they weren’t able to live, for those they had to leave behind on their journeys. For others, a sense of peace; a happiness in their life as they watch one of nature’s cycles in progress. For when it rains you are reminded that even though your life may someday end, nature is forever. The clouds will continue to cry and people will continue to look out into the rain, allowing their emotions to run free. Because what is more beautiful than a rainy day?