I'm sitting in my office. It's very quiet because the guys next to me are all out of town. It is raining like crazy outside and I have a skylight just outside my door. It's almost as good as the tin roof that was outside my bedroom window growing up. I love rainy days. I've always done good work on rainy days. So, today, I'm working away, listening to the rain and a little Pink Flyod, Eric Clapton, Steely Dan, Grateful Dead shuffle on my iTunes. Not far off in the distance, a train sounds off. Suddenly, I am 20 years old again...in my dorm room at NC State listening to the train blast by my window in the rain with a little Pink Floyd on the turntable...and I'm analyzing data from a hydraulic model...just like today.
Some things change...some things don't.
Thank God for both and for rainy days and trains that remind me from whence I come.
4 comments:
The only thing better would have been sewing...
:-)
I was downtown yesterday and experienced that rain... nary a drop nor drizzle at our home, though. Strange. I experience those transporting experiences, too; thanks for sharing yours!
I always liked loud Rock to study math by too.... But for some reason when I am planning Underwear production I mix a little mix of Josh Groban/Bluegrass/Ray Charles/Barbara Striesand Duets.
I love rainy days too-and we haven't had nearly enough this year! Loved this post.
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