There's a smile in my face while sitting on the backseat of the car embedded myself with the crescendo beating of a warming melody. I am listening to music a new past time I just discover a while ago making me enjoy the simple pleasure of every second in life. I didn't know why I abandoned the thoughts of leaning against the delicious melody when things seems difficult to understand, but right now? It just feels great.
I rolled down the window beside me and let my palm feel the gentle rain- yes, it's raining and the sky is gloomy not like a while ago. The wind is colder than before, it's not that late but the street is already empty and silent. The only sound you could hear is the mumble clattering of raindrops and the sound of windblows.
"My Lady," Sally called me who's occupying the passenger seat. "You might get sick, please close the window" she added.
I mentally smile.
"I'm fine," I assure her.
