and when the rain drops fall
that'll be the tears i'm crying
and when the lightning strikes
well that'll be my poor heart dying
and when the thunder rolls
that's just me calling your name
you're gonna miss me every time it rains
Yes, that's a country song.
I like it. Haha. I don't know why.
Funny, 'cause I effing hate the rain.
I really do. It makes me sad/mad.
Dustin and I went to Borders and Wendy's yesterday. I was watching the sky while we drove home. I've been hearing things about chemtrails lately. They're the streaks in the sky that look like those things that the jet planes leave behind. Only, they're bad. Some people's respiratory systems act up because of them. I don't really know what they're from. Obviously, they have chemicals in them.
Well I was watching the sky. It didn't seem it's normal self. When you watch the sky, it's always so calm and collected. Even in the middle of a storm. Just look at the clouds. They're not flipping out and going crazy. Just what they produce is. The clouds float on by as if on a conveyer belt. All headed for the same destination.
But as I was watching, I realized they weren't riding that conveyer belt. They weren't really moving at all. There were black clouds. Clouds were going this way and that. They weren't all headed in the same direction. It confused me. At first I thought it was something going on. But none of that stuff ever happens in Maine.
And it clicked. The sky was having a bad day. Don't laugh. Sure, it was really nice out yesterday. But it looked upset. It wasn't gray. It was blue with pink because of the setting sun. But not collected. Not 'normal'. Whatever that is. It looked beautiful.
Conclusion: you're not the only one having a hard time. EVERYTHING has a hard time. And that's okay. There's always tomorrow. Maybe everything around you will be in disarray. Let it happen. You don't have to get caught up in it.
2:11PM