The rain has come and it has ruined your plans. You are now stuck, livid that you can’t do the thing you wanted to do.
Except the rain didn’t force you to have a bad mood. That was your mind at work.
A brain is a tool. It can solve math equations, pay bills, remember directions, and so on. The mind is different. The mind runs wild. It wanders aimlessly. A genetic flaw. You can’t control your mind if it decides to have a bad mood because of some rain. But you can choose to sing in the rain, and we all know how much better that sounds.
It’s called Singing in the Rain. Not stomping our feet wishing things would be different.