A friend and I were planted inside the house, rain pelting the roof in a steady onslaught.
“C’mon,” he said, “let’s go out somewhere. Let’s do something. This place is boring as hell today.”
“As opposed to any other,” I asked, musing beside a window. “I just want to stay in today man.”
“C’mon, don’t you want to make the day better? It’s so depressing today. It’s almost–“
“Too perfect,” I said, holding a look of content.
My friend shot me a strange glance. “Why on earth is today perfect, you gothic prude?”
“First, I’m not gothic. Second, it’s perfect because it’s raining. Last, I’m not going anywhere,” I said.
“Oh, come on,” he plead. “I was just kidding. Look, just one burger at the snack shack and we high-tail it out of there, my treat.”
“Fine,” I said. “Just one burger.”
“C’mon, you have to admit,” he said, taking a large bite, “this is worth the trip right?”
“I guess, but why are we expected to always be doing something,” I asked, watching the passing cars. “Why can’t we just unplug for a few minutes and let the day drift away?”
“Normally, I wouldn’t stand for such a depressing statement, but it’s a little too mellow, even for you. Something wrong,” he asked.
“Quite. The. Opposite,” I said.
Still chewing fries, he began twirling his finger and nodding his head in a ‘go on’ motion.
“I think days like this are made for reflection,” I said, sipping my soda. “You start looking at the pink and orange hues of the sky in the distance past the storm. Take in their beauty and what they have to offer, but what if they really represented something else?”
“mm-hmm,” he mumbled slowly.
“The sun makes such a beautiful trap of blinding color, as if trying to say ‘don’t worry, these harsh times have passed, but the clouds will come back. Enjoy me while you can.’ Then the clouds do come, dull and bloated, but steady and patient all the same. They don’t judge, they don’t blister your body for enjoying it. It seems like only the ones who understand what a rainy day is worth will accept it and take in it’s worth. Funny thing is, I don’t think they mind having little popularity. A few of us could take a lesson from such an example.”
My friend had stopped eating at this point. “Alright man,” he said, “You’re like way up here; so, what I’m gonna need you to do is bring it down to about riiight here,” he said, lifting his hand high at first and slowly lowering it to a stop.
“You’re probably thinking I’ve got my head in the clouds right now, but is it such a bad thing to just disconnect and get high on the reality that in front of you for a few minutes? Just let go of everything that seems to bind you to the ground and let your mind float away as easy as the rain falls?”
I guess not, but what’s your point,” he asked.
“That’s the best part. There isn’t one. Just let go and enjoy the rain.”