Rain, rain, go away...

After a lovely evening of Indian food and chocolate cake - I awake to rain. Ms. J's birthday went well and she was truly happy with all of her gifts. Now - if we can only get them to work...

I don't like rainy days. They make me feel blue. I start to question the world and wonder why anything and everything exists. My answers usually arent good enough so then I move to grumpy.

Mix in a tear or two and it makes for a terrible day.

I wouldn't do well in say....Seattle or England.

I gain strength from the sun. Even if its just for a moment. At my building at work, there are no windows. We work in a bunker and I had the walls painted bright yellow just so that I could pretend there was sun. My boss (ciggie commie) sometimes questions the amount of times that I head towards the door. But - one thing I will fight him on is my qwest for sunshine. If even for a minute.

The warm feeling that hits you as you emerge from the air conditioned office. It's never unpleasant. The rays create an energy against your skin and you are ready to head back in for another hour of work.

Though my favorite color is red - the best color in the world is when the sun is starting to set. The orange, reds and yellows and smoky blues are a feast for the eyes. I envy my parents view everynite from their porch as they are able to see the sky in all it's glory.

I know that I enjoy that time in my back garden. As soon as I come home from work - I pour a glass of beverage, grab my smokes and take a seat. Though I cannot see the entire sunset - the colors of the setting sun reflect of the colors of the plants in the ground. It's a work of art. Pretty as a picture.

I don't mind nighttime as I know the sun will be back out again in the morning. Sunrise is just around the corner.

Rain, rain go away - come again another day.....