Rain Dance

You tumble into an abyss of your own making, it's so easy to stumble when you think things are going well. Perhaps it's just the rain. 

It's often just the rain. 

You know there was a time when you wanted something out of life but you feel old now, old before your time, like you've already moved on to a version of yourself that has nothing left to do. You used to look for novelty on the horizon, and now you seem mostly to be longing for silence. 

It's time to change, you just don't know how. 

The only way to find out where you're going
is to start moving 
at all.