A Drop of Inspiration

It’s raining outside, with some traces of lightning. Gloomy sky, cold, and I’m blogging while listening to music. What a mellow evening.It’s drizzling now, but I can still hear the  thunder.

Somehow rain –drizzling rain– makes me wonder of random things. Something that makes me giggle, or scared, or happy, or sad, or everything.

I think I’ve just found out why I love drizzle; it gives me bunch of inspirations.

Every drop of rain bears an inspiration, don’t they?