One simple voice can sometimes mean it all. Now imagine: the cold staying behind. I might increase the A/C, otherwise the glass can fog over. I'm feeling very warm and certain of the life I chose. I know I'm smiling. But who cares what other people think? We all should be smiling about the way we live. By the way, I don't need my car anymore. I don't need a lot of things I used to have around. Suddenly, the song ends. I can say I like that. Just as the rain never slowing down at the end. When it stops it just stops, and I look to the sky to be sure before closing the umbrella.
