Boy Turned Guy

When I opened my eyes, I felt a gentle breeze grazing my features, making me smile in peace. The canvas above me was painted in a mixture of Paynes and cool grey and the invisible clouds giving its own touch of beauty to the gloomy canvas, collided into one another creating the sounds of thunder which travelled faintly through the labyrinth of my ear.

Tiny droplets drizzled on my form, giving me a semi drenched feeling. I was completely in love with the weather which neither felt like a storm nor a gentle breeze. I felt contented being able to witness and experience the balance between both of them.