June: A Splash Of Rain To Lighten Life..

Is there anything as wondrous as sitting near the window watching the rain splashing against the glass? Watching the trees sway with the breeze. Kids jumping around and jumping in the puddles. And waiting to hear the thunder after watching the lightning crack through the gray sky.
I'm not the biggest fan of the rain . I hate getting wet and walking through that dirty murky water. But how can you be immune to its charms? It symbolizes such wondrous things. A start to a new beginning. The washing away of all that is unclean and the blossoming of nature. Such apt denotations .

I dread this year. I dread it for all the uncertainty it will bring and for the decisions I shall make. I tend to choose the wrong ones at times and now isn't the time to fuck things up. 

May was slothful and lazy and relaxing. I enjoyed it. I was like the heat - ever ruthless. Sucking away all the strengths in me till I was a poor image of my former self. A self imposed shell of a person. 

But June will bring a waft of freshness in. Like the rain. Ever pure. And comforting.