Here Comes the Rain Again

I love lying in bed listening to the rain, especially knowing I don’t have to be anywhere anytime soon. It’s the best feeling in the world, especially when everyone else is asleep. It gives me a chance to get my thoughts together. A shower has the same effect so maybe it’s just the calmness of the water falling. Even if you’ve had the worst day, a nice hot shower makes it all better. It’s a time to think and a time for reflection. That’s the best time to glean from the day it’s lessons. Even when I’m not showering I often over think and analyze things to death except I tend to be somewhat panicky. I have severe panic disorder. It’s not nice to say the least. But as I lay hear in the dark listening to the rain fall, I am calm. I’m not too worried this moment about my children’s future, money, the election, or getting old, which is a woman’s worst fear, by the way. I’m just in the bed being fat and lazy and I don’t care. And my mind wanders as it so often does and sometimes it is out of my control. It takes me back to the time I met Michael Damian at 16 and what an ass he was. Well, looks like he rocked on and fell into oblivion. I remember those early 80′s years when George Michael and Elton John were supposedly straight but now are as queer as a $3 bill. No heartbreak here. Tell me that Ewan McGregor bats for the other team and watch my heart rip to shreds. Antonio Banderas used to be such a gorgeous hunk of man but, unfortunately the ravages of time have taken their toll. It’s probably from living with that batsh**t crazy wife of his. I am not one to judge but I call that karma – should have stayed with your lovely Spanish wife. Karma evens everything out in the end so I try not to sweat it when someone has done me wrong. Though I want my own revenge at the me, I just wait on the Lord to dole out punishment.  I also lay here wishing the Golden Girls had run as long as the Simpsons, which is awesome too. I remember waiting for new GG episodes to air and they never disappointed. Unfortunately, 3 of them have gone off to that Lanai in the sky that awaits us all. I bet it’s a blast up there with all those comedians. I think of all the people that have gone before me since the dawn of time, especially historic figures. Are they sleeping, or have they been reborn as someone I know today. As much as I love Elizabeth I, what if  know her in this lifetime and we hate each other? Too many questions. All this thinking has served to make me tired. The sun is coming up and at that point my thoughts cease to exist. I must go back to sleep before I turn to dust. I will be back around later after morning is over. Ciao.

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6 Responses to Here Comes the Rain Again

  1. Cindy September 22, 2012 at 20:07 #

    What if Elizabeth I was Obama now…would you like him then??? :D

    • admin September 22, 2012 at 20:20 #

      I would have to thrown away all my history books ;)

      • Cindy September 22, 2012 at 22:31 #

        :D

  2. Cindy February 19, 2013 at 05:56 #

    Rain, waterfalls, the ocean, and water in general, has the same effect on me. Today it rained all day long and I am at peace with the world. :)

    • admin February 19, 2013 at 14:54 #

      It’s a time for reflection.

      • Cindy February 19, 2013 at 21:53 #

        Indeed it is.

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