Rain

Last night I laid in bed, not really able to sleep. I heard the rain drops outside my window coming from the storm and I began to think about what Wendy said about writing. She wanted us to pay attention to everything throughout the day so that you would have things to write about. I listened to the peaceful sound of the wind and the rain, and realized that if I paid close enough attention to the sounds, or the setting, or even just how I felt at that exact moment...I would have something worth writing about. See I had never thought about it like that. I also have a hard time just free writing, because I never know what topic to write on. But for some reason the rain just made me realize that I could honestly write about anything. I don't mean to sound like a nerd or anything but as I sat there listening, so many words and phrases were swirling through my head, and if it hadn't been almost three in the morning I would have gotten on this blog and actually written about how I was feeling at that exact moment. I was just excited to connect with a moment, and have words to put it on paper. It felt good.