Can you stand the rain?

Life is looking up. I've a few GREAT job prospects. I'm determined NOT to take just any job. It hasn't landed me anywhere good when I have in the past. Hopefully one of these prospects will turn into an opportunity. I don't pray anymore. The more I learn about me, the more I realize what a waste of time it is. I'm not saying I don't believe in GOD... I just don't believe in the whole religion thing. That's an entire different blog and one day soon I will break down what I've learned. Trying to find truth in all this deception is difficult. Yesterday it rained here. We needed it bad. Everytime it rains it reminds me of crying. It's the earth's own way of cleansing it's soul. . . Washing out all the spoiled, rotten earth. When I cry I wash out all the pain... at that moment. Then I start again. I haven't cried in the past few days. As far as Aaron goes, I'm here, but I'm not here. I don't care what he says or does any longer. It doesn't even affect me. Gone are the days of wondering WHY or WHAT I can do to make HIS life better. I'm working on my LIFE now. Back to the rain. Last night I went out in the storm to grab a bite to eat. See, I haven't been eating much.... Sometimes I go all day without anything to eat at all. I'm trying to refrain from all the fast food and lose a few more pounds... but I was hungry... so I went out. I Was in the drive thru and I seen a homeless man begging for change. A car pulled up to him and handed him a hamburger to eat. Thru the sheets of rain I could see him ravenging the wet burger like it was his last meal. He had on only a t-shirt and pants with a wind breaker. My first reaction was to tell him to go away. I, like many others have given to the "homeless" only to be played for one more hit... but tonite something was different. I thought of myself standing out in the rain... with nowhere to go and nothing to eat... so I rolled down my window and handed him 5 dollars. His eyes lite up like a thousand Christmas lites on a dark winter nite...