Its raining, Its pouring...I wish I was snoring

I awoke this morning to the sound of rain on the windows, glad only that it was not ice. And it has kept up steadily throughout the day. The kind of rain that looks like it will never end. That feels like it will never end. I feel as if I have never seen the sun, and as if the rain could be my own tears. I don't understand how I let the weather control my melancholy, but there you have it. It does. I can find no optimism in the rain; no good news; and no vision for the future. Perhaps I should just head off to bed now, and hope that morning brings relief, or at least a peak at the sun.

Now if only I didn't have to deal with time as well. We lose that hour tonight, and no matter how much sleep I get, my body always knows its gone. Sigh.