The rain lovers…the night lovers…
They tend to be the seekers, the dreamers, the writers, lovers and the progressive thinkers.
Things tend to make more sense inside the quieter hours of the night and the pouring rain….
…the mystery, the rain, the oceans and starlight and darkness… And the human psyche!
Oh the complex psyche….
It can take a lifetime to know someone deeply…
We are all strangers… and yet strangely enough we aren’t strangers at all…
we send out radars, we learn slowly, we recognize what’s buried inside us may be buried inside them also….
We learn over time and sometimes we don’t always want to talk of things that we feel are hard or when we are hurt.
But the human psyche sends waves and we instinctively know…
All the answers suddenly appear before us….
Ahhhhhthe rain… It awakens the soul.
The world happens
The morning comes
The sun rises
Same as it ever has
You’ll gaze out the window
You’ll stir your coffee or tea
All is well
And it will be.
It has to be….💧💦💧

Honey, that’s just life!

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