My birthday is coming up in a few days. I love my birthday month. However, the last year was quite horrid and sad. I’ve come to lower my expectations. Although I am keeping one of my expectations that it will rain. It always rains on my birthday. I really do not see how this birthday would be any different.

But this is not what I intended to write about today. I, of course, have digressed. Yet the pitter patter of the rain drops on the house makes me sleepy and a little contemplative. What I’m really concerned about today is how long will delivery take. I’m also a little worried the internet will get knocked out. It happens in this area all the time when it rains. I still can watch all my streaming channels on my phone in the event that happens. Yet, it’s not the same. And, on top of it all, I don’t feel like doing anything in particular. Yet, I want to do something. But the rain will hold me back.

I have digressed again. Most certainly, I did not set out to write about the inability to watch streaming channels due to the rain. I didn’t even want to write about the rain. But, here I am writing about the rain. It’s not that I love to write about. Or anything super specific, either. I just write and digress. Digress some more. Stir and repeat.

The dog is cozy at my foot. He most certainly would write about the rain and how it cramps his style. He does not like walking in the rain. He certainly feels that it cramps his style. He knows that after a walk in the rain comes the towel-drying and the hair brushing. Come to think about it, I don’t really care for walking my dog in the rain.

Well, maybe later I’ll think of something else to write about. For now, the rain has taken a hold on my train of thoughts. Here’s to sunny skies up ahead.