Screen shot 2014-09-28 at 2.12.09 AMNot enough people appreciate the beauty in a gloomy day. The sky teases us for hours with raindrops and distant thunder. It’s a day of suspense, a beautiful build up. We carry on, living our lives beneath a chaotic mess and we live knowing the end is worth waiting for. The darkest days have the quietest air, letting a person’s true self be revealed for there’s no better test then how someone weathers the storm. Thunderstorms aren’t sadness just like happiness isn’t the sun. Just like people who leave the clouds in the hands of the sky see a different allure then those who hold the clouds on a string.