There are people whose sole purpose in life is to rain on your parade. Whether you like it or not, they loom over you, conveniently waiting to drench you when you least expect it. They're not necessarily enemies--sometimes, they're closer than we'd like them to be.
I work with two of my personal rainclouds--as if the stresses of the daily grind ain't enough, they pounce on me like wild tigers, ready to attack at the slightest sign of happiness.
I think I deserve to be happy, even if they won't let me be. Everyone deserves to be happy, it's just plainly difficult for some people to see me happy. Ally McBeal once said that she wasn't equipped to be happy. My rainclouds aren't equipped to see me happy. I think it comforts them to see me annoyed, stressed or sad. We all need something constant in our lives. I"m that constant thing in their lives.
Well, no matter how dark my rainclouds are, I gotta live with them. Can't really do anything about it. I guess I just have to be eternally ready with an umbrella and rainboots. :) It's always fun jumping in mudpuddles, anyway.
Bring it on, my personal rainclouds, I'm ready for you this time. :)
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