I Wish I Had an Umbrella

It's a beautiful day outside the Why I Love the Rain blog post, where I gushed about the joy of precipitation. Today, however, I'm stuck inside the My Favorite Sheltered Spot with nothing but a soggy dreamscape to show for it.

I wish I had an umbrella, not just any umbrella, but a Umbrella of Doom - one that would protect me from the crushing despair of rainy days, but also from the existential dread of being stuck inside with nothing but my thoughts.

Instead, I'm stuck with a Umbrella of Disappointment, which only serves as a constant reminder of my own ineptitude.

Perhaps, one day, I'll find my Epilogue to the Umbrella, but until then, I'm stuck in this rain-soaked purgatory.