heavy rain

In fact i think rain is something very beautiful. For me it represents perfect chaos and chaos represents the most impressive form of order. Wired, ain't I? This morning when I was getting out of this little shop, where i was bying cigaretts, it all of a sudden started to rain very heavily .
I saw people running to their cars or into the shop, but I went was just slowly walking to my car watching this marboulus thing happen. Millions of little raindrops falling from the sky and exploding when hitting the ground. I wasn't scared about getting a little wet and of course I got wet. When I was sitting in my car, I saw myself with a big smile on my face in the side mirror. I haven't seen myself for a long time like that. Everything seemed allright. The world was clear and logic as I like it.

A few hours later I read my emails at work. Except of the usual spam I found a mail from a good friend of mine. She told me something, that wasn't really stunning me, but it made me a bit worring, because I didn't expect to hear that from her.

It's usually not her style to complain about private things, because her head is normally full of work to do and educational things. I told her that I always have time for her to talk, if she wants to, but in fact she told me most of her problems in the following mails. Allthough we're going for coffee to day after work, to have a little time to talk. Let's see what else she has to tell me.

Switch the topic
It's wednesday now, that means only to times sleeping until it's friday and that means only to times sleeping until I see my sweety again. I miss her a lot. Working with her at the same place was so much easier, because I saw her every day. Now I am working several kilometers away from her and only see her at the weekends. I mean I am not the one who don't needs his freedom. I need a lot of it, but I got a little used to seeing her every day.
But there's another thing about friday. On friday some friends, my girlfriend and I are meeting for discussing our trip to the Nova-Rock festival, which takes place in the middle of june. I am really excited about that and happy to be able to go there, but there is a little thing I worry about. I hope my worries will go up in dust this friday, but maybe they will burn theirselfs into my brain.
So I think everything i can do is wait, but the rain was a good sign today.