Rain.

There is water everywhere. Tonight on my way home the sky was crying. Not just a sprinkle, but a dizzying downpour. Something about the rain gets me in a somber mood. Its constant drone on my window. The blur of the world through the droplets. Rain clouds overcast the sky, covering the world in dark gray hues. Rain is the perfect weather for this time of year.

We are now in the second half of the semester. School is no longer new and exciting; it has become hard, overwhelming, and competitive. Students start walking around in a daze, weighed down by the immensity of two more months of school. Provo gets quieter, as all UVU students are on break and BYU students are left to more work and more tests. The weeks go by like a rainy day --blurred and undistinguished -- as we press forward to the first snow fall.

Like rain, we will move on to snow-filled days and relaxing breaks. But for now, the rain serves as a comforting backdrop to the midterm blues.