Some people think, when it rains, the world is coming to an end. Now, call me Noah, but I just don’t see things like that. After all, when it rains, your tears are more easily washed away. There’s always someone other than you who likes to play in puddles.
Sometimes, though, when it rains, it pours. So, maybe it’s okay to worry that the world might be coming to an end, occasionally.
And if it does, we’ll swim to the dry land as long as we can and thank God that the floods made way for tomorrow.
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