the heart has a mind of its own

i took a deep breath as i stepped out of my house. it was the smell of rain. lovely. i've always loved the rain. the air is cool and calm. the pitter patter of the raindrops beating the ground. and as i did that, i was taken back down memory lane.

i was reminiscing about the time when i used to sit down at starbucks, sipping my favourite cuppa, smoking and reading a book. all that while it rained, or that it had stopped raining. wonderful carefree days.

i'm not feeling too good for the past few days. nauseous.

maybe i'll get some fresh air.