One morning I woke up feeling impacient.

Under my bedsheets, I would pray the day would end.

I would feel nauseous,

lazy and discourage.

I guess it was just one of those days.

Outside...

I didn't look Outside.

However, I knew it was raining.

The day matched my mood.

I was beginning to fall loose.

Then, I remembered something.

Just a little something.

Something you said.

Not to me, but in front of everyone else.

You said,

"I love the rain, It helps me sleep and gives me peace."

And I thought,

it's okay.

--Today it didn't rain but I hope tomorrow will.

Kefi.