I like the weather now. Moderate rain, with the sound of water splashing as cars drive by, a consistent splitting sound to fill in the emptyness of the evening. Sun still there, hidden behind clouds, like a child hides behind his mother. Accompanied by oh-so-soothing music whispering into your eardrums. Makes me feel so small. Like life has so much more in store than this.

Started reading again after today. Picked up a book from the library, only to borrow it when the bell rang. Childhood pasttime, and feels like its going to be brought out from the graves. Takes you out of the real world for a moment, and when your back, you can't help but wonder whether life is really going to remain the same, or if it can be altered in any way.

Same goes with music. It just reaches to your soul. The emotions stirring up within you when you hear a song for the first time and it catches you. Then you play it a few more times and your hooked. And you don't really care about anything else.

Oh, that's funny. The rain has subsided into a mere drizzle. The splashing sound has dimmed, and the sky's lighting up again for awhile. And I've lost my motivation.

Seems I have to start living life to its fullest, and stop delaying, or being afraid, or being pressured, or let anyone else control me by any way. Have to start living a life on my own.

And not care what anyone else thinks of me.