The Lyrics From Billys Forest Chapter 189

I'm the fool that finds enjoyment while sitting in the rain. The rhythmic natural flow of change and every reason to grow. Cardinals sing in the rain. Deer continue to wander and humans find it easier to digest if we quickly rush away. On this podcast we paint the picture of a rainy day but not by way of water falling from the sky. The grey dark clouds in our personal life. Are they there by choice or is a moment of low feelings consuming the area because of trips and stumbles that seemed perfectly ripe for the moment and now you're left to soak up the rain? I openly admit to being an optimistic pessimist. That means I see a lot of rain. I'm given the choice to see the glass half full or empty. On those days of chance becoming change I choose to run with whatever will bring the lesson. A constant student. Facing every angle of the story while trying to understand the presence of the occurrence. It's the writer in me! There's always a book or blog waiting for my writing instrument. How can you relate with a reader if everyday you chose to run from the rain? Your place of work. Is it not the same? Someone had to create car doors and windows. It didn't just happen. The Nest app gives me control of the household temperature without being there. The people behind the creation must have known by experience that it would be a better day if we could walk into a place already set to a happy place. My mother used to say, "Son... learn to save it for a rainy day." Which is how I run my optimistic pessimistic wander through life. Like the cardinal singing his song while its raining we can all learn to look into the soul of those dark clouds in our head and heart and decide on the spot if it's going to consume our weather report or just make itself known. Winning is a choice.