Thoughts — Rainy

Let it rain. Let it heal.

The ones I’ve been too busy to feel. The questions I’ve been too loud to hear. Regrets that need rinsing. Hopes that need watering. rainy thoughts

Let the rain say what you can’t. Let the puddles hold what you’ve been carrying. Let it rain

And suddenly, so do my thoughts.

Today, I’m learning that sadness isn’t the opposite of strength. Sometimes, it’s the soil. so do my thoughts. Today

The window fogs up just enough to blur the edges of the world. Outside, the rain doesn’t ask for permission. It just falls—steady, soft, honest.