Rainy Day Thoughts

From grey skies to rain. Days and days it has rained. As I sit in my small circular office no window but a skylight that allows me to gaze upon the off-white weathered wall of the building next to us. The rain dances rhythmically off the glass then runs down the panes of glass - like the saddest of tears. The silence in the rain brings a quiet that makes me sleepy. My mind relaxes with each drop that falls, each sad tear a thought. Each thought a moment of my life.