i would miss you in the sweet morning rain.
Seven in the morning.
I looked out my window and it was still dark. Something unusual, just because the past two months would see a very bright seven in the morning. I held my blanket closer and closed my eyes again, almost groaning to no one.
Break is over. Break is over and I have to get to my morning class in the rain! And I'm like a cat. I hate water. I hate getting wet. Except for when I shower.
It was when I decided to roll out of bed about five minutes later that the cold air hit me. I guess autumn really is here. It's the coldest morning I've had in a while.
As I padded out of my room, I half-expected a warmer temperature to greet me, but of course it was only my half-asleep brain trying to play tricks with me. It made me miss home a little bit.
Back home, I would get out of my air-conditioned bedroom into a welcoming cool but warm fresh air, giving you that kind of hospitable warmth that is much more comforting than the recycled air-conditioned coldness.
Yeah, that's not going to happen today.
I went back inside, walked across my room, looking out the window yet again - trying to be somehow fascinated by the droplets of water that keeps replacing themselves, racing downwards on the glass and in the air. I can almost hear each droplet calling out to the others, betting who would get to add to the wetness of the ground below first. I smiled a little, feeling like a five year old for even thinking that.
It was still dark, but more light has successfully fought past the army of clouds, giving me a tiny glimpse of the light blue sky that is trying to peek out of the light grey fluff.
I reached the handle on my window, turned it quietly and pushed my window open.
A surge of cold air came rushing into my room, bringing in that unique morning rain scent. I inhaled it happily, the cold no longer bothering me. I sat down on my bed, closed my eyes and offered a silent thank you to God. It's a beautiful morning, one like no other, a statement to His great graces. The fresh air cleared my head of any sleepiness left and I felt so blessed just to exist right now.
Ah. The sky has darkened again, the grey clouds are closing in again. But somehow the prospect of walking in the rain does not seem too bad anymore.