31 May 2012
Rain... Rain's a peculiar thing.
Some say it's the happy tears of angels falling. Some say it's the clouds crying.
I believe rain comes to comfort us. Everything seems much calmer, bluer, with rain.
Droplets use every fiber of their being to stick to wherever they end up landing.
Maybe that's the kind of endurance we, as humans, need to have in life. To not run when times get rough, because where we stick and where we stay helps us become the people we need to be.
Rain • Opuss № I