the sky, rainy (I'm not sorry)

It rains, I love the rain! 
There are days when everything seems too fast, even the emotions that I come across. Of course, I am absolutely an  emotional landslide, 




But when it rains  I seem to be able to slow down, listen to the rain .. and perhaps avoid the landslide in the start ... 




So today's sky 


 today I can not stop watching this beautiful sky and think again about the last two months .. two months that were  fast, sometimes too fast. The time to think, stolen from time to sleep, time to sleep stolen from time to iron the time to iron .... Well, I still have not found that time. 


I was saying , the sky today, since the dawn loaded with large clouds like those of November (my favorite) ripped by the wind that reveals the dazzling sky, so beautiful that I forget the blanket of pollution that is killing the planet. at least for a while. 


The senses soothed. 


Why rationality reigns supreme in this world that's always in a hurry, as the clouds drift. We are rational and cold, and shut ourselves behind walls of duties, so it does not hurt, no rejection, no failure, passion .. life. 
Waking .. senses. 


Why not! throwing the armor, undressing fears, letting the wind mess your life,  passions ,  acceptance and closeness. Tear down the walls ... we live. 


I'm not sorry of what happened in the last two months (or maybe two years, two decades who knows ...), like Alice in Wonderland  I met the White Rabbit and I met the The Mad Hatter, the Caterpillar, and I met   questionable people , more o less, each of them brought me this far,


 under the sky today, 


with clouds  thick and  fleshy almost sensual.