Grey Storms
It’s cold outside.
Cold and raining.
The kind of rain where it only pours for a few minutes,
But the entire day is drizzly and humid.
The air is damp and cold,
Soothing against bare skin.
I want to stand perfectly still,
Close my eyes,
And breathe in this weather.
The sky is a calm, pale white.
It’s completely covered by clouds,
And the world is painted in grey.
I love this weather.
Where it feels like everything is okay,
Everything will be fine.
Life isn’t perfect,
It’s not bright skies and sunny weather,
But this is okay.
I’m okay.