When I left the house this morning, the sun was just creeping over the
hills. It rained last night, and was mostly cloudy, but the sun managed
to find plenty of holes in the clouds to peek through. The morning
after a rain is always the most beautiful, with the vibrant colors and
the fresh, clean air. I was already quite happy with the morning when
the rain started again. As I looked around, I noticed a huge rainbow on
my left. It was the full arc. Continuing on my way home, I found that I
was running straight towards the rainbow, and was hoping that it would
stay around so I could show Mara and Emma when I got home. Sadly, this
was not to be. When I got near the end of the trail, the rainbow
started to disappear, and was gone completely when I finished my run.
On my walk home, I could come to only one conclusion: I must live at
the end of the rainbow.