I deal with the weather, no matter what the weather will be. There are no rain drops that prevent me from dressing myself in the clothing most appropriate for the summer's sun, no scorching heat that prevents my sweat glands from functioning under my new crochet sweater. And no matter the weather I am forced to deal, because I am always unprepared.
I like to wear new shoes in the snow, and old sandals in the rain. I like the way the frostbite feels, and how the drops of rain splash off each heavily coated toe nail, but most of all I like to feel human. The natural cleansing offered by the pouring rain is more effective on a broken soul than any days worth of crying teaspoons of salt. Away go my sorrows and away go my pains, and like the grey clouds dissappear so does my anguish, and much like the sunshine I am a vibrant and I am back.
