Seeing past the rain

It's been a long time since I was at Penn State, but I used to love going downtown and browse the stores with a friend of mine. We had no money, but we would just go around to the different stores to look and think of all the things we'd love to buy if we could. I was fond of books and journals. I'd always pick them up. One day I found this book of poetry. I can no longer remember the name of the author; I'm sure if I looked hard enough I'd find that book somewhere in my apartment, but one of the poems came to mind today -

I've often wondered

and racked my brain.

But, I guess I'll just never know -

Why one person looks

and sees the rain,

while the other is seeing the rainbow!

I've often had people tell me that I always see the positive in everything, but I see myself as a negative person. I'm not sure what that means. I want to be the positive person - the person that sees the rainbow, rather than the rain. Lately, I've been seeing a lot of rain - I guess I should work on that!