The forecast shows rain for the text three days. Something about it feels different though. More like the start of the ever cleansing spring showers that roll through the country each year. Watching the giant puddles collect across the street, atop a tar roof of one of those mini Brooklyn brownstones, has a soothing effect like nothing else I know :) The droplets performing a sort of elegant serenade.
So here's to finding that spark in the mist. That silver lining, if you will :)
Have a wonderful start to your week!