Today I Dried My Pale Blue Umbrella

Today I spent a quiet moment with the pale blue umbrella in the window after a light rain. I opened it, wiped the handle, and let the drops fall away, and the ordinary room started to feel a little softer around me. each drop reminded me of the wet road reflecting the sky. It was not a big event, but noticing it carefully made the time feel clearer and easier to keep in my memory. I like days when a small thing can change the air like this. When I slow down enough to look, colors, sounds, and textures seem to leave gentle traces behind. By the end of it, I felt that the rainy day ended with a clean blue fold. I hope I can keep noticing these little pieces of calm tomorrow too.