Little April Showers

Sometimes, when it rains, the water seems to soak down to my bones. I wrap my arms around myself, shivering, and hurry onwards. Sometimes I refuse to go out at all, knowing that I am trapped wherever I currently sit.

Sometimes, when it rains, I feel as though I could walk in it forever. I hold out my hands to catch the raindrops, and turn my face towards the sky. And I smile at how beautiful it is.

I guess it’s all just a matter of perspective.