NyStateOfMind

Looking out my window and the rain is falling down. I love the sound of rain smacking on my windows and smelling the wet asphalt after it stops. Still, I dream myself away to a place far far away where the ocean is light blue and the sand is white.

If I only won more on Bingolotto yesterday I could have been on a private jet heading to a tropical island somewhere. Someplace where all your troubles disappear and all the stress you carry around just drains out from your body. I look out my window once again and get reminded that it is still raining, I’m not going anywhere today.