Actual precipitation would be a glorious thing right now, actually. I’m more of in a “when it rains it pours” state of mind. Bad things come in threes they say. I think there’s been three evenly now over three days. The only thing you can take away from sad or negative occurrences is how you react. I’m seeing positives for all accounts but witnessing the hurt that others are going through makes me just so sad and makes my problems all seem so very, very minuscule. There’s something oddly pretty about life’s “rain” generally speaking. Sometimes it just takes a little bit longer to see the pretty than we would like.