When It Rains, It Pours (With Thoughts)

October 9, 2021

It was Thursday night when the storm landed in Hong Kong and my Friday morning was greeted by cats and dogs figuratively falling from the sky. The raindrops prettily drizzled on the glass door and a foggy city view was evident from the inside. I felt an odd feeling while looking at it despite its calming scenery. When I slid the door ajar, the strong wind pushed my body and sent goosebumps to my delicate frame.

The strong wind made the rain go sideways and trees were dancing along with it like shivering drenched inflatable doll air dancers. I suddenly remembered that doll air dancer outside the shop I passed by the other day. I wonder if the doll is still dancing despite the downpour. Or will it be placed outside the shop to continue dancing? I feel pity for it.

When I checked the condition of the storm, it said a signal number 3 was hoisted in the city and lower classes were suspended but the secondary and higher levels still needed to go to school, as well as the office workers.

Poor students. I can feel the same when I was in college where I still needed to commute for almost an hour on a stormy day unless otherwise broadcasted that all classes in all levels were suspended. That was when I hadn't found a boarding house yet. And on the course of my journey, I need to literally traverse the bridge, the longest San Juanico bridge. While crossing the bridge I could see the raging rain smashing every car on the road and sea swells rolling upward and forward across the sea. Due to strong wind and slow pace of cars on the bridge, I could feel that the bridge was swinging a bit and anyone who fears fall, water, and death would likely freak out.

After a few moments of contemplating, the tickling sound of the clock reminded me about the errands I need to run later that day. I guess that was the odd feeling I felt upon seeing the foggy view of the city. It should be the perfect time to snuggle up with my pillow and binge-watch some movies. But after imagining the comforts it could bring, the dismal weather just washed and ruined those thoughts. No choice but to grind productively like how raindrops pour aggressively on a stormy day.

With my umbrella and slippers on, I set off for an hour's journey in the rain.

When it rains, it pours (with thoughts)

While walking on the street, I stumbled upon this tree that is starting to undress due to this autumn season. The chlorophyll in the leaves breaks down due to the shorter length of daylight that is why they are turning brown and falling. Some who are ignorant of the transition of the leaves during the autumn season might think that the tree is old and dying. Of course, there is no ignorance here about that phenomenal change.

Speaking of old and dying, I somehow read an article by @Eunoia entitled Happy Death Anniversary Self. The title really hooked me up and I read it forthwith. He's truly too imaginative and his thoughts even traveled far beyond the world and landed in the world of the afterlife and sat silently over the grave, like a forgotten sepulcher.

Along with the dismal weather, it made me think about those possibilities once my cold body laid inside a long white wooden casket and buried under the Earth. Will I be forgotten by my loved ones and the world after death? Will they visit me on all souls day to sweep the withered leaves and cut the growing weeds on my tomb and offer me food? Will they pray for my peace and safe travel to heaven? Or will they just let my grave be blanketed by the withered leaves and be crushed down by vines and roots until I turn to ashes, and my remnants would be completely eradicated in the human world?

Some may think that the afterlife is the easiest. You don't need to worry about several things anymore. You just have to sit down or walk around the garden of remembrance. For me, it's the saddest and the loneliest. Just the thought of being abandoned or forgotten by my loved ones made me fear death more. I believe a soul should be feed as well, with prayers, so it could continue its journey in the world of the afterlife. I believe a funeral home should be cleaned and visited regularly to let the soul feel that he/she is not forgotten. An annual visit is even enough for them. Because those are the only things loved ones could do to lonely dead souls.

When it rains, it truly pours with various thoughts and sadness. But I want to shrug off those thoughts about death as they're sending shivers down my spine and creeping into my soul.

The title says, when it rains, it pours. Coincidentally, I stumbled on the article of Prof Kudo about Murphy's Saturday where he shared his bad experiences last Saturday correlated to Murphy's law. As per Kudo, the law states that "anything that can go wrong, will go wrong" which has the same thought as the adage included in the heading of this article.

When it rains it pours. Have you ever experienced misfortunes that arrived successively on a certain day in your life? Just like what happened to @meitanteikudo. I won't dare to wish for that to happen as it is truly distressing. But I do have experiences related to this adage, but not to the same extent as Kudo's experiences, lol.

There was one time when I woke up in the wrong bed due to last night's shouting and quarreling that distracted my sleep and all I wanted that day was to sleep longer but I needed to work. I hated this Chinese family, because of their noise, I wasn't able to sleep well. I walked out of the house feeling groggy to run some errands in the morning without even eating my breakfast. I didn't even bother locking the gate since I'll be back soon.

As I stepped out of the building, a light rainshower started to pour but I didn't mind going back to get my umbrella since I have a cap and the rain wasn't heavy. But in the middle of my journey, it suddenly started raining cats and dogs and I had no choice but to run to the nearest mall and I stayed inside for a moment until the rain receded.

After doing the first task, I headed back home while playing on my phone. When I spotted our building, it was only the moment when I realized the other task. Then I angrily marched back to the city to do the task while cursing the rain for adding fuel to the fire which worsened my mood, and I cursed myself for having senior moments. I should have saved time and energy if I only focused on my tasks.

After doing all the tasks, I hurriedly head back home as I still have a patient to attend to. And as I faced our gate, I rummaged my bag for the key, but I just slapped myself in my mind when I realized that the key wasn't in my bag, it was in my other bag, *facepalm*. What happened next?

I pulled some audacity to press the doorbell and interrupted the sleep of my boss, lol. She opened the door with a glowering face and unkempt hair like Tarzan that just woke up. I somehow managed to laugh in my mind upon seeing her face but I apologized for forgetting the key, not for distributing her sleep, lol. Bad cheetah here. As if I took revenge on her and distracted her sleep as well, fair game, haha.

Just like what Murphy's Law implies, "if anything can go wrong, it will go wrong. And because I let negativity sink in my system early that day, misfortunes successively arrive that ruined my whole day.

When it rains, it truly pours if we let ourselves be distracted by negativity and ruin our day. We always have a choice to beat it up before it controls all the outcomes and magnets more negatives. And just like the quote says,

"The way you start your day can affect your whole day. Begin it with a smile."

Even if we are feeling groggy because of lack of sleep, or something stress-provoking is welcoming our morning, we should start our day with a smile and full of positivity to attract more positivity, and that's the Law of Attraction as well. And one thing is certain is, when it rains, it pours, but the rain will recede and the sun will shine again.

So always start your day with a smile readashers 😁. Thanks for reading.