And as the rain kept falling relentlessly from the concrete grey skies time stood still. Nothing seemed to be going on in the world, but peace and quiet. She looked out of the window with her mind empty of thoughts, as if the rain had washed them away for good, and just looked at the blossoming trees across the street. Isn’t this time of the year supposed to be spring? She didn’t know. Time didn’t matter to her anyway. Cause for as long as time stood still, her endless responsibilities did too. And all she was left with was the rain and an empty gaze in her eyes.