She figured her thoughts were like rain. They could fill an ocean. In some places, they'd be deep- in others, shallow. And sometimes they would come in a tropical storm, and people wouldn't like them. But then, sometimes, they would come as sunshowers. So she decided that whoever loved her had to dance in the rain and bask in the sun. And sometimes- a lot more often- they would have to swim in an ocean, not knowing which they were going to get.

~ a.w.