Rain, rain come again today.

I fret about what will soon come today, tomorrow or the days after. Will expectations eat my hopeful soul up? Or will I be able to break away from having any expectations?

My Poetry and Drama lecturer once said, "Try not to have expectations. You'll be less disappointed then."

True, in a way. But then again, we are humans. It is only natural that we expect something, whether good or bad.

Let those that come, come then.