These days have been grey. It’s been raining for son long. Clouds are thick and sunlight seems to be tired of fighting its way through. All you can hear is the silent sound of drops falling over flooded roofs and empty streets.
It’s been raining for so long that birds don’t fly and blankets are no longer a comfort from the greyness of the days. Clothes hang from balconies for longer than they should and wind makes them dance, up and down, left and right…up and down, left and right.
Windows are closed, lights are on. Slippers and pj’s are all to stay inside, and I keep looking for ways to enjoy these rainy days.
Mafe Roig 