It's raining outside. If you were here, you'd probably ask what the big deal was because it's been raining since 7 a.m. Only this time, the rain is pouring down. Like a white sheet of rain. I'm looking out of my window in my office and just thinking about stuff. How the rain can wash things away that you didn't want there. Or how, like the song says, if you go out in the rain, no one will see you cry. Or how the rain can make you feel nostalgic about things. It can make you sad or it can make you happy. Feel all fuzzy inside.
Hmmm. The rain is powerful.