Monday morning. It's raining. I have no umbrella. No raincoat. 4 classes.
Joy.
Not really. It actually is a very damp situation. (HA! get it?!) But here I am taking refuge in the wonder CoM, the heavenly College of Management. My hair is frazzled from this morning's downpour, I've been up since 6:30, with nothing in my stomach but a small cup of blueberry yogurt and the world's greatest grande hot chocolate. The good news is that I have my laptop to keep me company, but all in all it has not been the most eventful of mornings. The skies are as grey as the carpet and walls of this building and, although I have already sat through three classes, I still have one more class to endure. And this one will be the longest. Don't have my buzzcard, so I can't even purchase some unhealthy munchies to distract me on this wet morn.
And yet, this gloomy weather has not completely dampened my spirits. If I search a little deeper into myself, I realize, I'm actually feeling quite chipper on this fine day. I don't feel sleepy, don't care too much for hunger, feel kinda cozy and all in all, feel quite happy. Why?
Well this is a just question.
Two things keep me going. Rainboots and anticipation. The rainboots are self-explanatory. The world is a better place because of rainboots. They make the wettest of days feel a little drier. They allow me to walk on water, cross puddles with no pain, and even splash into marshy sidewalks with a bit of childish glee.
And then there's the anticipation. This week is going to be awesome. I can feel it. It's just one of those magical occasions...know what I mean?
rain rain go away
come again another day
if you don't,
it's okay,
i'll be happy anyway
;)
##Dirt##
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