Not everybody loves the rain. My parents don't. My brothers & sister don't. Most of my friends don't. But as far back as I can remember, the sound, smell and feel of a thundering storm to me has had a calming effect not unlike that experienced when hearing Frank Sinatra belt out White Christmas a week before Christmas (by the by, a carol heard after Christmas to me is sad). So I'm still tired, but no longer down. I'm not magic. I'm no Laurana from Men In Black II (wish I was a Zarthan though, how cool would that be?). It rains when she's sad. Me? I'm happy when it rains.
Clouds gathering, on my way home from work
Instant car-wash! at the traffic light 5 minutes later
Sadly I'm susceptible to rain-induced fevers & colds. Besides splashing through puddles without an umbrella (a special activity I reserve for drain-sweeping and holidays), my favourite rainy day activities are:
Bumming around in my room, dissing Susan frm DH (with coffee of course)
and if I'm at my parents' place,
snoozing here."And when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down. Without the rain, there would be no rainbow." - G. K. Chesterton
"Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby." - Langston Hughes
"Don't take your toys inside just because it's raining." - Cher
"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky." - Rabindranath Tagore
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