Why doesn’t rain bring down the skies with it? For the love of the world? Or is it powerless?
“For god’s sake! shut your fucking mouth.”
I tell myself and stare at the sky, the wretched cloudy sky for this downpour early in the morning. An brisk walk was all I wanted. This is nature making me lazy on purpose. And suddenly, tea is a little less tastier, just because I’m annoyed. Then there’s power outage. They usually cut the power after the rain subsides but this time, they shut it early on. Going out for a walk after a downpour is dangerous, you can see neither the roads nor manholes.
A million mosquitoes sting my ass as I walk around the house. I hear thunder. I smell petrichor. Neither seem to ease my mind. Now I want donuts. Fuck.
Somebody stop this rain.