Gusty Milenyo brings forth stray thoughts...

I am staring wistfully at the torn leaves and branches being strewn about carelessly by the wind outside the AIM library's glass windows. Whilst some people dislike bad weather, I find it strangely ... refreshing. Okay, wise-aleck guys, its refreshing coz of the huge gusts of wind...but aside from that smarty-pants, there is something beautiful about seing nature's little tantrums.

Many were the times wherein I would go traipsing about in the wind and rain (nope, not in the shower of hailstones) while I was growing up.... first in Mandaue City, then in Cebu City. My mom would chide me since I had by then acquired a prune-like appearance while at the same time proudly sporting a lovely shade of robin's egg blue..but I'd prance about in our backyard and laugh at the sky despite my mom's madly waving arms.

I really do wish I had my camera with me, then I could record this furious mini-typhoon winds pushing about helter-skelter different materials outside the Zen Garden. Nowadays, when bad weather or even the threat of rain shows up on the horizon, I immediately seek shelter in a building, very unlike before the carefree days of my youth.

I wish I had the guts to recapture that kind of behaviour but my doing so here, in this crowded metropolis, will only will, I'm afraid, subject me to curious stares from passerbys. Nobody I think would want to share in my joy of cavorting in wet clothes underneath the pouring rain. Hmm...not unless they were aspiring bold starlets...dressed skimpily in a white tshirt and short shorts..

But I'm digressing. Suffice to say...a good dose of pouring rain is nice medicine once in a while. Why, it has forced me to not go to to work today, and instead I am given the chance to stop, marvel and remember more peaceful days. Thats one good refreshing slap in the face (^_^) to bring me back to my senses and priorities. But that is another thread of thought I will be writing in another day, another time and certainly not a public blog...hehehe