looks like rain...

Every morning when i walk from my apartment on my way to work, there’s a place, that place between our village and the next, just a little after the invisible dog whimpers at my right side, where I always remember to look up at the morning sky. i’ve always marveled at the sight of the pitch black sky, the countless bright stars and a luminous moon. Mornings start really early for me these days… usually at 3 am, sometimes, at 12 am. there’s always a sense of contentment when I look up the sky and see all the stars scattered in the velvet sky and a big round moon to hold them all together. a sight you will never see in the city, except in the ungodly hours of 2 or 4 am.

This morning, instead of the usual, I saw a dark sky with heavy gray clouds. The stars were missing, and even the moon, which was supposed to be full, was nowhere in sight. Just the black sky and gray clouds, heavy and out of place.

It doesn’t look like this is going to be a good day. For the Chinese, seeing a meteor is bad luck. I forgot why. But i saw one last week. A meteor falling just as the sun was setting… Maybe this will be my misfortune. Oh, who cares. Who believes in luck anyway? Luck is just a term lazy people use to comfort themselves, to hope on something that doesn’t exist.

Lucky was what we used to be.

I can’t wait for this day to end. I will need more than luck, I’m sure. I need a prayer and then some.