As I walked into work this morning, I looked up at the sky and the rain covered my face.  My shower-wet hair made it look like it was raining harder than it really was.  I was in heaven.  I wanted to just stand there and absorb it like a sponge.  My mind narrated the scene perfectly and as I kept walking I thought, I’m going to write this down when I get inside.  My shoes tapped up the stairs as my mind developed profound hypotheses.  I’m going to write this down too.  The stairwell door clicked open and clunked shut.  I wandered down the empty hallway leading to the office and then clicked open another door.  Finally reaching my chair, I pulled out some paper and a pen.  Blank.  Paper, pen.  Blank.  Mind, blank.