Again, I’m sitting in my room dutifully ignoring my Psych reading. Nothing much, I'm listening. I listen to the rhythm of pouring rain, falling spectacularly hard outside ! This kind of weather is to be coveted, but only once in a blue moon. If it were up to me, I would go paddling in the waterfall outside in Coby, but somewhat it won't happen in New York City.

It's a rainy day, and it won't stop. There's nothing I can do to make it change, but I can listen, listen to the melody from the mother nature. Wishing weekend will come soon.