I wake up to a sunny morning to what I thought was going to be a better day. And yet, here I am sitting in the middle of the room listening to the downpour outside.
Honestly, I’d rather be in school, walking around under the heat of the sun, rather than just sitting at home when there’s nothing I could do. I could only hear and see the cries of help of other people desperately in need.
Yes, I love rainy days, but not this.
I miss the warmth of the sun. Its brightness overwhelming my eyes. And that happy feeling that comes with it.
I just hope that everything and every one will be alright, and that the warmth of the sun shall shine upon us again.