Inspired, I guess you can say I was when I decided to write this post an hour ago. Last night, I was engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions which lead me to sitting outside our apartment, in my car until 12:30ish. In an attempt to level my head I tried to write, but neither my pen nor paper could overcome an emotionally driven writer’s block.Nevertheless, this morning I was met with ominous grey skies which reminded me of the rain we encounter on the way to a networking event in D.C. last night. I was sleep most of the drive, but upon waking I was informed that the rain had stopped right as I stirred. Well Frank and I have an on going insider about me and rain –he is convinced every time I’m feeling low, sick or sad It rains . . . and over the last couple of months I’ve started to believe him. And although I love the rain, I don’t like feeling as if I lost my sunshine.
So gloomy and grey I was this morning, just as our skies. Then I said to Self “it’s just one of those days”.
Self said “true”.
I smiled to self, kissed Frank—and although our forecast says “Mostly Cloudy”, all our clouds of gloom have moved on, and our living room is filled with sunshine.