RAINY DAYS

picture this: a quaint cabin nestled into the thick of the forest. the living room has the couch you found on the side of the road back in college, a large window right in the center of the outside wall, a record player spinning your favorite album, and a coffee table to rest your feet on. you’re sitting on the couch bundled up in your favorite pair of pajama pants, sweatshirt, cozy socks, and your favorite blanket. next to you on the table is a fresh cup of coffee, a candle that smells like memories, and a book. any book, but make sure it’s one that you enjoy. as you open your book and begin, you notice that the light is getting dimmer, clouds begin to cover the sun. you continue reading. soon after, the sound of rain begins to lightly tap the window slowly transforming into the perfect rain storm. the aroma of coffee, candles, and rain, the light pouring into your humble abode, the music beautifully colliding with the aroma. all creating a perfect moment. 

i’ve always been a fan of rain. i thoroughly enjoy the way it makes me feel. cozy. for me, rain brings moments. i live for the moments in life where the temperature is right, the elements match, the right song is playing and you feel. you feel everything. good or bad. rain is made to create beautiful moments.

it’s raining here in arkansas, more of a drizzle really, rain nonetheless. i’m working today, so i don’t have the luxury of sitting at home on my couch and snuggling up. quickly, i opened the blinds in my office, switched the lights of, turned a lamp on and sat. it put me in the mood to write, to dream, to wander. so here i am, at my ‘desk’, next to the window, local natives blaring through my headphones, writing.