of rain, gloom and wings

i saw a very charming dog. it's some arctic breed or something. it had different-coloured eyes. one was whitish blue, and the other was brown. i was sitting at the bus stop, watching everything before me turn into a blur.

it's been rainy again. but today's rain was special. it was a heavy rain of light raindrops. so light that the most gentle of breezes is enough to offset its downward path. so much so that even if you were under the shelter there's still the possibility that the rain will get you. of course, it means no harm. it just wants to gently wash away your pain.

this is the perfect day for feeling sad. for feeling cold and lonely. for needing someone. for missing someone.