The Color of a Rainy Day

In different shades of light and love

Vincent Van Patten
3 min readSep 23, 2022


Kyoto, Japan. Photo by the author.

The steady drum of rain makes it hard to get up. I open the curtain; a dim morning light permeates my room.

My mind fills with uncertainty, the things I have to do today — the pressure I put on myself to do.

I do my best to dispel the thoughts, for they provide nothing but weight to a mind that’s meant to fly.

I get out of bed and open the balcony door to watch as the rain slides upon the neighboring roof. A wave of melancholy flows through me; it can be hard to face the world, no matter what it promises.

Am I lonely? I don’t think so, yet it’s hard to know.

I have my thoughts to keep me company. They’re mostly encouraging; they’re the foundation of what makes me happy to be me. But life is life and we’re tough on ourselves, and it can feel like there’s nobody who can really understand what’s it like in our mind, our heart, our soul.

It’s okay to feel down, to feel pressure, to accept it and face the day, regardless if the world is grey. That weight might vanish when we least expect it.

Color comes not only from what we can see, what we discern as a blue sky or green grass or the autumn colors of the changing leaves. The world is full of color — it comes as friendship.

It comes as love.

It comes in tears which stream from longing to understand the world. Color is a feeling, that which makes up our experience of living, the spectrum of existence which spans good and bad and what we feel when we don’t want to get up, or when everything just seems so good, so beautiful, so wonderfully alive.

I often wonder if I’m worth the things which make this life worth living, the things I hope to share — friendship, joy, love, the strength to savor where I am.

If you could only see how worth it you are; you mustn’t need to go out seeking. The universe will meet you where you stand. So feel it, give your best; face the somber rainy day.

The sound of rain is soothing as it falls upon the roof. I could sit and listen, not needing to do anything else. But the city calls, the day beckons, and my heart just hopes to answer.



Vincent Van Patten

Exploring what lights my soul on fire ❤️‍🔥 Living in Japan. For my writing, podcast, photography and much more, check out