Rain is pouring down.

I'm watching from my bedroom window  thick grey clouds and small droplets that are being absorbed by earth.
Pitter-patter. Pitter-patter.  It sounds so rhythmic.

Many says rain make them sad.
I guess I am no exception to this case.

Rain wears me down. It saddens me. I just want to cuddle up and . . .

I don't know.

I don't know cuddle up and do what?

Reflect?

I haven't done any wrong.

Cry?

I have no reason to.

Then why am I so depressed?

I feel fear.

I feel deep rooted fear that make me want to sigh all the time.

I once discussed this with my best friend.
She said I think way too much. That's why I'm always like that.

I think too much.

She is right.

I think because I hate surprises.

I fear the upcoming unknown.My deep rooted fear is The Fear of Unknown.

Life's much simpler and easy to handle when you know what happens next.
It doesn't give you a heartaches and headaches for you had already derived the upcoming step.

There will always be variables in the life but constants remain constant.

Secret is to know all the constants and predict what the variables will be.

Life will be easy.

So rain is like that. Sometimes rain continue to fall for days in same speed. Sometimes Sun comes right after small rain. And then there are times when storm, thunder and lightning rage on and on.

Rain has so many variables that you can't find a single constant. There is no pattern and predictions are mostly wrong.

That's why rain drive me on edge.

It always remind me that there is the force I cannot fanthom.

The unknown.