Summer Nights...
~* I do love the summer. *~
I stopped by the open garage door, observing the lightning - I love lightning storms. I noticed the fireflies flitting about in the warm rain and it made me smile. Part of me wants to run back out and dance in the rain. My hair's already wet from my shower, so why not? The storm, the fireflies, the general contentment they give me... makes me wish I was better at poetry.
Every day has been a constant search for distraction to keep the depression from settling in. It's been going surprisingly well and I hope it continues. These little moments of quiet reflection that don't end badly are a blessing.
Every blessing I get, whether minute or grand, I shall appreciate and cherish.
I stopped by the open garage door, observing the lightning - I love lightning storms. I noticed the fireflies flitting about in the warm rain and it made me smile. Part of me wants to run back out and dance in the rain. My hair's already wet from my shower, so why not? The storm, the fireflies, the general contentment they give me... makes me wish I was better at poetry.
Every day has been a constant search for distraction to keep the depression from settling in. It's been going surprisingly well and I hope it continues. These little moments of quiet reflection that don't end badly are a blessing.
Every blessing I get, whether minute or grand, I shall appreciate and cherish.