Guess what it rained and rained and rained again today! And yes, it was also very humid.  What did I do on a day like this? Basically, I stayed in the house most of the day. I had two bananas for breakfast. I watched a couple of episodes of season 1 of “24.” I did my push ups and ate some leftover pasta with a creamy white sauce for lunch that I made last night. Mostly, I did what I usually do everyday, I thought about how I can be a better person and create a more enjoyable life for myself.

I also attempted to enjoy a quiet moment reflecting on my life and what lessons I learned from the day before (yesterday). However, I was challenged by the sounds coming from the local karaoke shop. Additionally, there was a woman screaming hysterically intermittently (on and off) for about 30 minutes from one of the apartments near by. Finally, a couple of people in her apartment managed to get her to calm down. Finally, I managed a few moments of quiet except for the baby crying next door and the sounds of traditional Japanese music coming from the local karaoke shop.

Sitting inside listening to and watching the rain reminded of a poem I wrote when I was back in undergraduate school at California State University at Long Beach, or as I affectionately called it back in the day “Long Beach State.” Instead of paying attention to my instructor who was lecturing about some advanced calculus equation in my upper division Microeconomic Theory class, I was looking out the window daydreaming.

I thought about the rain that was pouring down outside and the possibility of getting wet on my way to my next class. Obviously, I had not begun to think about the importance of “Precious Moment Living” at this point in my life. I also thought about my Creative Writing Poetry class and the fact that my next assignment was due tomorrow. I had no idea what to write about when suddenly the rain stopped and the sun began to peak through the clouds.  

Raindrops

By (D.A.H.)

Raindrops making,

their last stand,

gathered on a tree

that had once stood grand.

The sun peeks through

a host of clouds,

just a little

not too proud.

Raindrops taking refuge

in the thick green grass,

will this peace

forever last?

Raindrops stranded somewhere,

hopefully to stay.

perhaps now I can,continue on my way.