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Friday, May 23, 2003

I don't mind a rainy day, except today I do

It's easier to say you don't mind a rainy day when it's not raining. Today it was though, and so it was yesterday: heavy rain, wet muddy slippery pavements, chilly winds, dark clouds. Me, my brother and my dad went to the airport to meet my mum -she's been away for a week and we acted as if it's been two months- where I leaned against a glass wall, played with my phone and sang Hunky Dory's Noisy Fun Famous to myself. Badly. I looked through the glass at the rain falling in the puddles and the greyness above, and wondered if it makes me feel blue. I concluded it doesn't - it does something else to me though: I caught myself looking at the crowd, not trying to spot my mum but hoping I'll discover a friend of mine or other. This of course was quite unlikely to happen - probably completely unlikely - but it didn't stop me from hoping I'll suddenly see someone, who, in my eyes, is surrounded by a bright light, someone I feel close to, someone who puts a smile on my face.

Posted by Dimitra Daisy