Drops of Solace


Sure? Maybe?

Confused? nah!

somewhere midway.

I walk.I feel my soaked clothes sticking to every line of my body. A sudden wave of wind makes me shudder. I listen to a song in a language I do not understand. It allows my thoughts to float. I dislike utter silence. Damp grass smells good. It had been raining. It was the sound of the rain that made me want music I did not understand.