A Little Peace After Work
There are days when the pharmacy feels like one long stream of labels, questions, and hurried footsteps. After my shift, I needed something gentle, so I headed to the park. I had my headphones on, the radio playing low, and my eyes moving through the trees looking for birds. I was still in my work clothes, tired but glad to have a little time that belonged only to me. Memphis can be loud, but when I find a quiet patch of green, I can finally hear my own thoughts again.
The Sky Changed Its Mind
At first, the air just felt heavy. Then the clouds shifted, and the wind came through with that warning kind of push. I thought about leaving, but the storm moved faster than I did. Rain came down so quick that my shoes were soaked before I even took three steps. I pulled my bag closer and tried to find cover, laughing a little at myself because I knew I had no real chance. Sometimes nature just decides the plan for you. 🌧️
What the Storm Left Behind
By the time I got dry, the storm had turned into a story. I sat down with my notebook later that night and started writing lyrics. The rain had felt messy and cold, but it also made me feel awake. I wrote about being caught off guard, about trying to hold on to calm when everything around you is moving. I think that is why I like songwriting. It takes a hard moment and gives it rhythm. 🙂
A Small Lesson
That storm reminded me that life does not always wait for me to be ready. I can plan my evening, put on my headphones, and look for birds, but the sky can still change in a minute. Still, I would not trade that evening. It gave me wet clothes, yes, but it also gave me words. Sometimes the hardest part of the day becomes the most honest part of the song. I can carry that with me, like a melody I did not know I needed.