It's another downpour. And this too will pass. The day has been a perfect reflection of my emotional moods: clear skies, swift clouds, dark storms and violent, cleansing rain. Actually, it's a perfect encapsulation of life -- how one follows another, then shifts again.
A trite sentiment perhaps, but struck me this moment nonetheless, as another to-ri ame rolled through.
p.s. you may have guessed: I got my period again.