Mobile Minutes: Spring Rain


It’s been raining most of the day.
Not that cold, nasty, winter rain.That warm rain, the one where you feel the humidity in the air, a light, warm, southwestern breeze.
It’s that rain I lost down south, the rain that soothed my soul. The reminder of cleansing and changes of seasons.
This time last year there was over 13″ of snow on the ground. The whole area was paralyzed. Frigid temperatures, and misery for all. My diet consisted of Ramen noodles, triscuits, and whatever my ex-wife brought home from Chili’s after work. I just started back at Subway. Income was flowing in. Bills were getting paid. Change was taking place.
I just didn’t realize how much.
Now I’m sitting outside of a Starbucks, deep into the metro of Kansas City, Kansas. My wife is gone, my life is nuts, and the rain has seemed to change.
I’ve seemed to change.
Before I embark on my journey back home for the night, only to revisit these seats tomorrow; I leave not words of my own, but of a writer far greater than I:

And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for anotherday! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.

…I never went back.



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