Under The Umbrella


Today is cloudy and rainy, it adds up to the gloom. Not as if I wanted to feel that way... It was purely unintentional. The weather, my emotional forecast. Though at times like this, I sometimes react at a reflective of a 180 degrees. Other coincidental days are like today. It is not easy on my side either, feeling this way that is.

When I answer some personality quiz in the future that should ask 'What is your biggest guilt?' they should have an option that state "weather-driven emotion". Should the weather be persecuted? Perhaps...

Watching the droplets of water on the bus's window smeared by the wind. It would be really good to curl up on bed with a good book to read. Complimented with a hot cup of tea. That is how a perfect rainy would be for me.

The loud tapping that came from the roof reminds me of how hollow it is to spend a rainy day by yourself. With four walls surrounding me and a narrow room with no human presence other than myself. It felt hollow. Deep inside I felt pangs of emptiness.

My... my... Under the umbrella... Its really just my emotions and I...