grayness

It's thundering off in the distance, giving me hope that it may rain.

I've never had a bad day when it rained. When it rains, it seems as if my own element has folded in upon me, and things are right. For all their reputation, I'll take the dark and stormy nights.

But this time, I think the rain has business elsewhere.

Edit: The storms finally got here, just in time to wake me up for the morning.