Love the Symphony of the Rain
Hey there. Today it rained in Los Angeles. May not be a big deal to a lot of people but we don't get much rain here. It's funny because most of the world experiences 4 seasons, we only experience 2. And even then, I wouldn't call them seasons, I'd say it's more like 2 climates. Here in Los Angeles, we only experience hot or kind of cold. That's it. Temperatures range from about 60 degrees to over 90 here when across the country, there are cities that are experiencing temps in the low 20's. So a little rain is always welcomed.
I sat in my office listening to the sound of the rain drops hitting the roof. There is something about this kind of weather that brings out my creative side. I started thinking of music, of what I want to play, of what I can create. As listened to the concerto that the heavens rained down on us, inspiration showered over me.
As I drove home, music played in my head. When I got home, I pulled out my guitar and rocked on some songs. I still feel as if I haven't made my contribution to music. I haven't left my mark. Maybe I need God's Opus to rain down on me before I do. Later.
I sat in my office listening to the sound of the rain drops hitting the roof. There is something about this kind of weather that brings out my creative side. I started thinking of music, of what I want to play, of what I can create. As listened to the concerto that the heavens rained down on us, inspiration showered over me.
As I drove home, music played in my head. When I got home, I pulled out my guitar and rocked on some songs. I still feel as if I haven't made my contribution to music. I haven't left my mark. Maybe I need God's Opus to rain down on me before I do. Later.