• The windshield wipers are going full speed, swishing away sheets of rain falling from the per
• The windshield wipers are going full speed, swishing away sheets of rain falling from the perfectly mute gray sky. “Its about time for all this weather we’re having to stop,” she says. “Hmm,” I say, “I love days like this.” And I remember a line that I wrote long ago, ‘the darkness consumes them, but I thrive in it.’ Because we are all taught to wish for sunny days. The good moments are dictated to us. ‘Here, this is good. Take it.’ Graduate college, celebrate (ignore the crippling debt). Get a corporate position paying a six figure salary, that’s success! Find your trophy wife, have two kids immediately, don’t forget Fido. We live in a many-colored world but we are trained to only perceive the bright ones. And for that reason, when clouds form over our heads we are lost and can’t find our way out. But the way out isn’t just where the sun shines and the meadowlarks sing, it’s dancing in the rain alone and staring at your bedroom ceiling all night long. Rainy days and late nights contain a special kind of beauty that can’t be found in sunshine. If you embrace the darkness you will find that when you do, there is always light. ______________________________ #zackgrey #light #dark #prose #quotable #beauty #positive #emotion #typewriterpoetry #poem (at Rehoboth Beach, Delaware) -- source link
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