Ahhh...I hear the soft roar of rain starting up off in the distance as I type this...and here I am with nowhere I have to go. Today I can just curl up in the warmth of my home and listen to the rhythmic patter of water on my roof. I can putter around in my journals, sip a cup of coffee, and watch old movies on the telly...lovely. There'll be time enough tomorrow for chaos, fretfulness, and breath-holding. Today I rest.