Stormy.

I want to go outside in the rain.

Water drowns the feet of those that pass by, while umbrellas try to shield those that hold them.

The tears of the clouds beat down on those bold enough to walk through them.

Clothes receive an unexpected washing, clinging to the bodies of those they’ve captured.

The moods of some brightening up, washing away the stress and bringing in peace.

For others, feelings of sadness and sleepiness arrive. The air comes back with a vengeful, cold heart.

The trees shiver and yearn for the warmth of the sun.

The air’s unwanted company joins the rain and wind evoking feelings of missing a bed.