Wake up call

"It's raining after weeks"

"Not here, anyway. It's still so dry."

"I'm writing a story. Will you read it?"

"Sure. If you show it to me. What's it about?"

"I don't know. Haven't started yet. Something simple, like about the rain or something like that."

"Look, there's a rainbow."

"Not here, anyway. I'll talk to you later."

"You're such a liar."

"Stop laughing."

"Where are you going?"

"Nowhere. There's nowhere to go. I'm going to sit here until I write this story."

"I've heard that before."

"Later."

It's always so difficult to choose a topic. But that's ok now. I'm not going to waste anymore time on such trivia.

I never thought this day would come. The sun hidden behind the clouds with the rain pouring looks so good.

I feel alive.