March has been filled with capricious weather; with sleepless nights flooded with work; with days of me being alone, of me staying away from social connection and, of me wishing I could have a little more time to breathe out of stress.
Before saying goodbye, March gave me a gift named rain shower. So I followed the rain across wide streets, giant concrete buildings, and endless faces hidden under black umbrellas and hoodies. I walked back and forth in time, ran through various spaces, flew high and low in ecstasy, and eventually stopped at the intersection where I felt the earth firmly right beneath my feet. As the rain slowed down and the sun sat on top of buildings, I sent my final kisses to March knowing something inside me had finally calmed down.
Small little moments, if you know how to grab them, they can become remedies for insecure hearts.