Weather

Image by Yeo Yonghwan

I’m tired of this weather. The weather does not care whether I like it or not. It does what it wants the way it wants when it wants.

The weather knows it’s not just overcast – there is a knowing there, somewhere – if I were to just look above that grey smudge across what little I can see of that vast spread of sky, I would know that weather is not just what I complain about or wish for,  but I can’t.  To me, it is overcast.  It is not that I doubt the weather’s wisdom. It’s just not mine.