Rain

The rain here is a leaden weight on shoulders prone to sagging. A leaden sky, molten, falling, filling depressions and filling depressions. How many words for rain are there?

This is a new level of hell. A June with no sunshine. Just this interminable drizzle. Head perpetually ducked.

But it isn't all bad. Being inside, I am forced to look at my accumulation of stuff and consider purging, packing, storing. Moving.

Or maybe just play video games for a while longer.