There\'s nothing quite like the rain, to realise you\'re complete lack of control
Nothing like a Sunday morning hangover, to realise Newtons third law in full flow
There\'s nothing quite like feeling the shallow waves wash over your toes, as the burning ashes of a loved one smoke, along the wild winds that blow..as above so below
Nothing quite like love, to realise the power of letting go.
There\'s nothing quite like realising, the more you learn, the less you know.