When It Rains

Hey again. It's been a while, hasn't it? I don't even remember my last blog post. So much has been going on lately, and that's weird because you'd think that it would be the time that I'd want to blog the most. I guess I just haven't had time... or made it. I'm not really even sure where to begin. I guess I'll start with the things that are going on as of now. OHTS (my school's theatre society of which I am a proud member) is in the middle of performing our Spring Musical. Last year we put on "Oliver!" and this year, we are showing "Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street". School edition of course. I could ramble on forever about this musical, but that deserves a post of its own. It's pretty much my single focus right about now.. or I'm trying to make it that way. This weekend will be our closing weekend. I always feel a pang of sadness every closing night. Anyways, there's that.. and so much more going on that I don't even think I could organize them all and type them into this blog post. Lately it's like the world is spinning so fast. It's like I'm standing still and everything else is whirring past me at the speed of light.. before I can hold onto it for long enough. I feel like I am learning so much. I feel like these things that are happening are the things that are making me into who I am supposed to be. There are so many doubts and questions and things whirling about in my mind that I don't even know how to organize them.


And now that you are updated.. let me get to my point. Last night, the weather was bad. And I mean really bad. I usually hate the rain. I hate when I'm having a perfectly good day and then the rain comes and there's no more sun, the birds are quiet, and everything is wet and gray. I was laying in bed last night tossing and turning and asking my brain to please shut up when the power went off. My fan turned off and my iHome went black. This didn't really bother me because I didn't really need the power anyways if I was trying to sleep. I kept turning over and repositioning myself until I finally accepted the fact that I wouldn't be sleeping for a few more hours. I stared at the ceiling and watched as it lit up from the lightning outside. It was followed by a huge boom of thunder (that I could hear very clearly because of my still fan) and the constant pounding of rain. I've always heard thunderstorms, but never really listened to them. I laid there and counted the seconds between the lightning and the thunder. I did that for a while. I thought of nothing but the rain, the thunder, and the lightning. My mind was not swamped with questions or insecurities or the other things that it is usually swamped with. I was still. I was calm. I've always heard people say that there is something so compelling about the rain... and I always disagreed, saying that rain just sucked. But after last night, I feel completely different. I wished that I could just lay there in my warm jersey sheets forever. I wanted to stop time right then and I wanted it to be just me, my bed, and that storm until I was ready to face the daylight again. It made me realize that time stands still for no one. It's going to rain sometimes, even when all you want is the sunshine. And you can either be upset about it or you can lay there and embrace it.. listen to it. It also made me realize that we're all the same in that way.. we all need shelter from the rain. Literally and metaphorically. When our lives are speeding past us, all we want is comfort. When the rain is pouring, all we want is a roof. Life is a wild ride. You can't control what it throws at you, but you can control how you take it.