When I was little I love rainy days. If I woke up and heard it storming outside I would peek out the window near my bed, hoping that by some miracle it would be so stormy that the power would go out and school would be canceled. Even now that I'm older I love waking up to rain. There's something about living in California, and even more recently in SLO, that makes you appreciate a rainy day. Here in Ireland I find that I am the opposite. This morning I woke up and saw a little sliver of blue through my blinds. Blue!! I haven't seen a blue sky in just under a week, and then for only a day. Now I am sitting in the front room where my roommates and I have opened up the curtains in order to soak it all in. With the sun shining and New Moon waiting for me this afternoon, not even the threat of my essay looming over me can dampen today!
Update: My blue sky just disappeared behind the biggest, grayest cloud ever. I think I celebrated too soon.
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that is so sad.
ReplyDeleteI know. Luckily it's back, at least temporarily.
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