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Created on: June 02, 2010 Last Updated: June 09, 2010
I feel a slight chill and put on my sweater. I make myself a cup of hot chocolate and sit at the table as I start to eat toast. The house is empty and all is silent. I could only hear my sipping of the coco and the cracking of the toast. I could not help but wonder, how peaceful it is. As I walked over to the sink to wash the dishes, the sound of my footsteps against the wooden floor would echo through the room. I open the faucet, and the sound of the rushing water was crystal clear. My mind was at peace.
I felt cold winds rushing through my windows, and so I rushed over and closed them. A few seconds later, I found myself looking outside a pale glass window noticing dark gloomy clouds covering every inch of the sky. Rain was coming, I said to myself. For hours I just sat beside the window staring blankly at the outside world as water would slide down from the glass window. People walking, wearing long coats and brightly colored umbrellas were passing. A million thoughts ran across my head. There I found what my inspiration was... It was rain. My eyes would just surrender to the ambiance and calming mood it offered. Rain was something that made me happy. I found another part of myself that day. A part of me that loved the natural things that most would take for granted. I loved what I used to hate. Running after school drenching wet, clothes all filthy with mud. But right then, right then at that moment in time, I realized that something so simple, something that was so annoying, was actually something beautiful, and it was something that I have come to love. Its funny when we look back at the things we used to hate. Not just because we find a bit of our selves in the process, but its the fact that something so annoying, something that made us so angry, would actually make us smile. That the little things we take for granted will give us the happiness we look for. It is these little things we must take to heart. What we must understand and come to love.
I could not help myself, I rushed to my room, making haste and not wasting anytime. My mind was bursting with ideas. My body was one with nature and my hands were just itching to get some words down. I got my laptop, opened my music folder and played "503". It's a piece composed my Hans Zimmer, or much known as the theme from "Angels and demons" starring Tom Hanks. Music and the rain was just magical for me. Inspiration was fluently flowing into my mind and body. I opened my word pad and I can remember clearly the first words I wrote... "I feel a slight chill and put on my sweater."
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