Rainy Days.

A day of distress? A day of sadness? Or a day of chance?

Rainy days always give me the feeling of depression, its cold and windy. The windows are layerd with a thin coat of fog, washed away by the doodles of my fingerprints. They feel uncomfortable as if when you look out your window there is no hope in trying to move forward or waiting for a tomorrow filled with sun rays and fulfillment. These days bring be down to depths that i no longer want to repeat.

I now view these days as a chance for thinking and ideas to flow through my mind. Its an opportunity to sit at home with my journal and let my head do the work for a change. Something comes over the soul in complete relaxation. I breathe in the rainy days and breathe out dares that i would of never thought before. These are the best days for a human at any givin time. The best photo and poems come to my mind during this 24 hour day.

I now await for the next rainy day to come comfort me at my depths and to take my breathe away. To take me into another fairy tale and allow my mind to wonder along the midst of dreaming and bring me back with the best inventions my head has ever thought.

thank you rainy days<3
you are a dream come true.