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"Thirdy". Perpetually 19. Corporeally 15. Emotionally 7. Mentally 1. I wanna go out and explore the world!
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I can’t help but feel utterly morose whenever it rains. I would deliberately position myself in a corner where I can hear it falling, where I can see the wistful dance unfold, where I can feel the breeze it alone delivers, where I can experience all of that without getting soaked. I would close my eyes, and let the inaudible music play.
I hate that I love what it does to me.
But I feel worse when it eventually stops. When real silence kicks in and everything dries up. It’s ironic how it puts me in a state of everything and nothing, at exactly the same time.
Sometimes, I think the rain feeds on people’s melancholia. That it listens to the world, like we listen to it.
