what a beautiful evening.
tuesday, feb 24, 2009. 11:34pm.
i recently realized how important it is to my mental health for it to rain in portland. it has been such a dry winter, one of intense emotion and drastic actions. it can be very stressful at times. even the good can be overwhelming, and the bad, especially, can cause that panicky ache deep in my stomach. but the rain... it just soothes everything. its like a hot cup of tea with honey on a sore throat; it washes away the pain and fills me with peace. yesterday, when i woke up to the pitter-patter outside my window i breathed a sigh of relief and realized: this is what has been missing from my life. the endless grey, the gusts of wind through tree branches and windchimes, the tap tap tapping of the raindrops on fallen gutters and trash can lids. this is exactly what i needed.
i walked all day/evening/night today. i couldn't get enough of the warm wetness of the earth, the quiet of the city, listening to the drips of water land on my hood. i am happy.
i recently realized how important it is to my mental health for it to rain in portland. it has been such a dry winter, one of intense emotion and drastic actions. it can be very stressful at times. even the good can be overwhelming, and the bad, especially, can cause that panicky ache deep in my stomach. but the rain... it just soothes everything. its like a hot cup of tea with honey on a sore throat; it washes away the pain and fills me with peace. yesterday, when i woke up to the pitter-patter outside my window i breathed a sigh of relief and realized: this is what has been missing from my life. the endless grey, the gusts of wind through tree branches and windchimes, the tap tap tapping of the raindrops on fallen gutters and trash can lids. this is exactly what i needed.
i walked all day/evening/night today. i couldn't get enough of the warm wetness of the earth, the quiet of the city, listening to the drips of water land on my hood. i am happy.