Monday, June 24, 2013

Love, reign o'er me

I love the rain.
I love how it insists upon itself.

It is assertive. It demands that everyone hesitate and reconsider their path, or to boldly charge ahead as they would have anyway. It's the definition of catharsis. It gets it all out there on the table, submerging everything, sparing no surface.

Whether it's helpful or hurtful, it's made its choice and it's not going back. It rains irrevocably, and bowls over everything in its path.

I guess rain is a lot like love.