My brain is like a cloud. a cloud filled with water and dust soon to be rain, sleet, or sometimes hail. The past 24 hours have been riddled and ripe with anxiety, but now I feel nothing. Like preparing for a sneeze that never came. The rain had gathered the storm was brewing, yet here I sit dry and warm. The thunder may still echo through the clouds but it's nothing new. Things happen in life, and I'm going to choose to not let these things ruin me. If the rain comes then let it pour. Let all the pent up emotions fly through my head like a hurricane, but let me retain who I was before the rain. Let the waters flood my conscious thought, let it soak into every fiber of me, but let the water damage show. Let all the pain and grief be marked into the walls of my body and soul. Let those marks be a lesson to the me I want to be. Let the rain drizzle till it ends and the clouds can part again so I can be the sunshine that they know and love. Let me be the sunshine I love. Don't let the rain ruin my day, because soon there will be a rainbow and a beautiful bird song.... I always loved the smell of rain anyway.