I was running through the rain to work. I love rain. I hate getting wet, but I love rain. So wrapped up with my hood down Iran through the rain. It was, is, awesome. The only thing I was thinking of was ‘I’m alive’. Rain. Is this any different to my first ‘rain’ reason or the second (or third)?
Either yeah, or no.
So long as there’s life, there’s hope.
Love, light and glitter