I woke up to the most beautiful morning today.Its not Sunday, but if that song were written about a particular Sunday, then that Sunday would look a hell of a lot like today does. Something about rainy weather just makes me feel so blissfully happy...I've said this before..Its the feeling that the world has suddenly dropped its expectations of you..Atleast for a day.There's a peace, and a feeling of I can do what I want and it may not be perfect but thats ok, in the air.
I always want to write in this weather, even if I never have anything particularly different to say.I have to be back to class on Monday, which in the tiny scheme of things, kind of sucks..But the broader picture is much nicer..I get to see a lot of people whom I love, some people that I dont particularly like, and more than anything, I get to move on with my life I guess.. Thats what really matters..I am going somewhere when I'm in college, even if it doesnt seem that way, time is moving me forward to the next big thing, and i guess its a nice feeling.
So much of what I do is done with an eye on the future, where will I be four years from now I ask myself, what will I do then, who will I know,who will I leave behind, will it be the way I want it to be?
These are pretty scary things to think about, which is why for the most part I shove them out of my head, and go on the assumption that whatever happens, I'll be fine...I hope..heh heh.
Ah this weather, its happy and sad all at once, and sometimes its too much effort to do anything but sit around and think, as the grey clouds swirl around outside my window..I'm not going to be here forever.The wind cries Mary, and the rain calls my name.