Rainy day...

As I lay looking out the window and the rain hitting the panes of glass, my mind starts to race. Rain should mean rebirth, the feeling of making everything new by washing away all of the negativity and sadness. Making you feel as though you've just woken up. Not today, today the rain clouds my head. It makes me want to pull the covers over my head and stay there until I feel I can face the world again.
Don't you remember how safe you felt as a child? Hiding under the covers...away from the chores, or your parents, or the boogeyman. You were safe and secure and warm there. It was your safe place. It was simple. Then as an adult, you forget about your safe place. You forget to use your imagination, you forget what it's like to just love without question, you forget to take the time to just give a hug. I want time to stop still so I can remember. So I can remember the innocense, capture it, and bring it back to me. So I have the desire to get up tomorrow and start all over again.