Rainy Sadness

If you're happy and you know it...clap your hands (*clap* clap*) … If you're happy and you know it...clap your hands (*clap* clap*) … hmmm and what am I supposed to do when I am sad? Scream? Cry? … enjoy the sound of silence maybe?

Sadness is like having wool skin and tromping outside into a torrential rain storm. Not only does the entire body get soaked, but the weight clings on like sacks of heavy burden. The storm does not last long, however. Soon you will be climbing the hill and looking towards some middle ground.

I wonder when will I reach that middle ground …


Photo taken by Caska@ her approx. 9-hours/day place …. Isn’t it ironic it looks like a cage?