I am watching it hail.
Small hail, but coming down hard. With a vengeance almost.
It almost feels cleansing.
I have had some hard thoughts running through my brain the last 24 hours.
The type of thoughts that you don’t want to think, but you have to.
Because you know stuff you don’t want to know.
But you do.
And it is hard to get them out of your brain.
Watching the hard rain, it seemed that maybe that could wash, or rather, beat, the thoughts away.