Rainy days

Most of us lead incongruous lives, loathing days that seem to drag on while simultaneously praying that time will slow as we age.

During my informal paternity leave, I’m finding myself itching to “just do something.” The days are long with a newborn sleeping, eating and repeating the cycle. Being largely trapped inside by rain and a pandemic doesn’t help.

But maybe these slow, rainy days are exactly the days I should love. My life as a whole requires more adventure than this, of course. But if everyday went at about this pace, I’d remember my life more vividly and feel the weight of precious time with my family more fully.

Sometimes, I have things to get done and sometimes I need some exhilaration. But sometimes, maybe I should just kick back, slow down and enjoy the rain.