"Isn't it beautiful?", she whispered to no one specifically. She has always liked this feeling. A feeling of feeling something.
In a world that is in constant motion this isn't the standard. Most people only exist, not having the time to stand still and watch. To calm down and feel.

Because rain can be feeling. For the teen girl in a street enjoying her time, before she will go wet soaked back into her house.

Rain can be a hug for sad people. For a boy who had just broken up with a loved one. It was a silent hug, one that said it was okay to cry. One that didn't judge.

Rain can be joy. For the small kid, weaponed with an umbrella, a rain coat and rubber boots, jumping into puddels. That kid knows it can't have the puddels without the rain. So even if the rain gets into the face, it laughs and has fun.

Rain can be calming. For the people not able to sleep. Listening to the silent drums of rain droplets on surfaces, the rain is creating a safe space for a moment to calm down the restless souls at night.

Rain can also be a good atmosphere. For the book lovers sitting inside with a cup of a warm drink, under a blanket reading their most recent book.

Rain can be saddining. For the girl that just lost her grandma. Sitting on the porch of the front door, remembering how her grandma used to sit here, watch people and judge them. But also tell story's. The rain is a sad and silent reminder how that is now past, never to be experienced again.

Rain can be a lot of things for a lot of different people. To some the rain is memory's. To some it is the moment. To some it is the feeling and for others it is just there. A background factor.

But whatever it is, the rain is always there. It is just like many other things there and existing in a world that is in constant motion. And just like all the other things it can only be experienced by those that take the time to look for the small things. The small details that make the world so incredibly beautiful.

So if you are one of those people who tale their time to look for the small things, Hi I am too and I'm glad there are others like me.
And if you are not, then come and join us, stop just existing and wait for a moment. Breathe. Look around you. See all those small things that make this world so incredible. Take them in. Savour them. Experience them again, and be for a moment again the small kid that lives inside you, jumping into puddles and wishing on shooting stars and rainbows.

Hello again,
the inspiration juice is currently in full flow so I am using that to its fullest. ^^
And yes I am okay, don't worry.
I realised that people often forget to take a moment in and just breathe. That there are even small things that can male your day brighter.
So as a small and silent reminder I made this chapter.

...before I now go back to the depths of the writers void, only to be seen again once I upload a new chapter.

'Till then lovely people!