Rain, Rain, Come Again

It’s the tender sound of water hitting against my bedroom window seems to calm the anxieties that course through my body.

The sound of distant thunder makes me wrap myself in a warm blanket. 

The eerie calmness of my darkened bedroom makes me hug my pillows tighter.

In these quiet moments I calm my mind. I reflect on my day. I think about tomorrow. 

I breathe. 

The rain begins to hit my window and I let myself drift into sleep. 

I dream of possibilities, happiness and laughter.

The rain has always been a constant companion of mine.

Forever washing away every doubt and worry.

One of my favorite things.

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