| I've just sat down to write this post after making a cup of tea, during which time I noticed the sound of rain drops falling upon the metal canopy above our back porch. And now I'm listening to a remix of the Windmill Hut theme from Zelda: Ocarina of Time, that features the sound of falling rain in the background. Where the original was a fast, uproarious song, this remix has always been calm and soothing to me.
I like rain; I really do. I don't mind -- and mostly I enjoy -- going out in it as long as I've got a proper jacket or coat to keep myself from getting completely drenched, and small, sprinkling showers along with a slight breeze I find to be particularly refreshing. My love of rain goes beyond simply the feel of it, however. I've always enjoyed breathing deeply the scent of freshly fallen rain, or rain that has yet to fall, and listening to the sound it makes outside my window on a stormy night while I lay in bed reading. My love of rain extends to the realms of hearing and smelling, as well as feeling.
If you're wondering where I'm going with this, I'll tell you right now that I'm not going anywhere. I didn't have any particular aim for this post when I sat down to write, and the title was actually the first thing to come to mind, as I thought of the sound of the rain drops outside. My urge to write a myOtaku post came at just the right time to catch me in a calm, relaxed, and somewhat thoughtful mood, so I'm simply writing out my thoughts. Sometimes I find that this enhances the mood I'm in when I begin writing, and other times it changes that mood. In this case, it has proven to have the former effect.
Hmm...seems my thoughts on that subject have ceased. Isn't it odd how you can be letting your mind wander aimlessly around a subject, and then it just hits a dead end where it feels like there should be something more? Ah well, I'm still peaceful and relaxed, so I don't care. The mood is wearing off, slowly but surely, however. And eventually I'll have to go to bed and get up for class, but hey, that's life -- and it must go on. I'm just thankful for these simple, peaceful moments where I can just let my mind wander and watch where it goes, even if they are rather infrequent.
And now that I think about it, writing out these thoughts and posting them on myOtaku sort of lets other people share the experience, though on a less personal level than the person (me) who's actually thinking them. And when I think about it that way, it's almost as if I'm opening up my mind and letting others peer down at the thoughts within. An odd way of thinking about writing to be sure, but I kind of like it. . . . And I hope you've enjoyed it too. | |
