.sad times

.sun is gone. Its place has been taken by full surprise by rain and wind. Everything looks sad, hopeless... All happiness disappears, giving away its position to the damp bleakness of surrounding world.
Streets are empty, everybody is in a hurry, taciturn, longing to be home soon. Longing to see familiar face, hear soothing voice. Yet seconds are changing into minutes, minutes into hours. Time is slowing its pace. Why is it so only when you wish the exact opposite? The only thing left is to hope it'll be over soon...

Let's hope!