Life is strange. And any one who disagrees - well, we need to hash some things out ;p Lately I've been thinking about rainbows and storms. On a figurative level As real things, I love both. Rain is necessary for my part of the world. Rainbows are beautiful. And storms aren't evil. But.. - with a figurative sense of the two in mind, think of this question, "Would you rather have a rainbow followed by a storm, or the storm first finalized with a rainbow?" I asked a friend this a while back, first giving my answer: It seems my life is often a rainbow before a storm . (I think many of us can relate.) Good things happen. The rainbow is beautiful, wonderful. But then the storm kicks in. And it's awful. The rainbow is washed away - you have nothing left. And nothing to look forward to. Your rainbow has already happened, and there is no hope of another. All I have then is the storm. And ever after when something good...