Actualised Metaphors (Every cloud...)

Today was a beautiful Sunday. Well, most would regard it as a lousy one due to the necessary backlash of an incredibly beautiful Spring. Along with the sakura dying in the region, so does, momentarily, the sun. It was raining and cold.

My co-worker invited friends for a Sunday bbq under the Toyota Bridge and his chilli is fantastic. It always over-shadows any tiresomely mundane problem as the truth is, a light is always prevalent amongst the clouds.

When the despair seems strong, so are the glimpses of beauty (and vice versa).