I love hearing the rain hit the car.
The thunder of the water imitates a rollercoaster.
With waves of heavy and light.
Watching the rain race down the window reminds me of easier times
When all I worried about was getting along with siblings and
As I sit in the steamy car in the middle of June
I wonder when my life began to get complicated
the rain begins to slows down
And I smile
As I live in the moment once again hearing the rain hit the car softly.