Ahh such weather usually creates two kinds of reaction - it makes one want to snuggle up in bed (with or without someone else), cover up with the blanket and just take a snooze; alternatively, it gets one into that pensive and reflective mood. For now, it's the latter.

Not that I'm thinking about anything in particular, but it's just -the- mood.

The cascading rain drops

Passing by my window,

One in but a million

Without much of a shadow.

Without much choice,

Only one directional craft,

The only alternative

Is to go with the draft.

And there you have it. Life.