When It All Falls Down...

“Some days wouldn’t be special, if it weren’t for rain.” – 50 Cent

True words of wisdom. Just the other day, as it was getting dark out, I found myself smack dab in the middle of a torrential downpour. It was the crazy kind, where the wind is blowing so hard that your umbrella gets blasted inside out.

As I proceeded to drudge on towards my apartment from the subway, the weather was freezing and my bag (carrying a few precious belongings) was rapidly becoming more and more flooded. Even my pants were soaked and stuck to my legs.

Then of course, there were the wet toes. I hate the wet toes. You know, when your socks get soaked. That’s the last straw. It’s the ultimate discomfort.

Do you ever feel like your life's surrounding forces are representative of that type of rainstorm? Especially in the midst of a recession, there’s so much negative energy that it’s easy to let it catch up with you. You can find yourself bogged down in an endless amount of worrying and stress.

Well finally, I reached my breaking point and flat out stopped caring. I just turned up my iPod and laughed at how badly I was getting my ass kicked.

What a relieving feeling!

We all have those days where you’re just going to “get soaked” and there’s nothing that you can do about it. The only choice you have is to either sulk in the misery, or face (and enjoy) the music and smile.

Just remember, you’ll live… And it only makes the sunny days that much more special.