Sometimes my most beautiful, exciting days have been in the rain. My most inspired.
Sometimes my worst days have been in the sun. Hot, sweaty, frustrated walking to class. Getting parking tickets.
When did the day begin when it was decided to put a happy face on a sun and a sad face on the rain in pre-school? Was that the beginning. Preschool?
What if we embraced rainy days as the most blissful and the sunny days were the dreaded on the forecast.
My hair sure would look a lot better.