It was a raining day today. And I was moody. And nothing was right with the world. And my heart felt like some ripe almost-rotten fruit that wanted to burst through my chest. And I didn’t hear what people said. I heard the windscreen wipers wipe the screen. And the music wasn’t right and it made me angry. And then the Beatles song about the sun came on and it was so crazy and the rain was falling and there was a girl on the street laughing one of those amazing big laughs that filled up her face and I couldn’t help but smile.
And my heart didn’t feel like an almost-rotten fruit wanting to burst out of my chest any more and the rain looked quite beautiful.
