Rainy Days


You know? We may all have different cultures, different lives, different circumstances. But when it comes to opening your window or door on a rainy day, we all have this silent, thoughtful emotional feeling coming up in us. We take a moment and reflect.

With me, that’s a black coffee and a slowly smoked cigarette while looking at the life in my garden. And Spotify plays a playlist someone has created for such days, simply called rainy days.

And the different lyrics take you to different places in your own history.

And what we do when observing a rainy day in such a way, is feeling and letting go, and letting come as well.

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