“It rains. A lot.”
I like the nights when rain is the soundtrack to going to sleep. Good thing, because that’s been a lot lately. It makes me think of childhood and splashing in puddles and playing hard and not caring how dirty we got in the process. When I was little, I was always in a we, I think. That’s part of growing up in a big family, and as introverted as I am, I’m glad most of my happiest memories are we memories. Anyways, the sound of rain makes me think along those lines.
Nowadays when it rains, I like pulling on a hoodie and lacing up my runners and being out in it. Soggy shoes and soaked through shorts are a small price to pay for a momentary return to back then as a means of finding joy in right now. Rainy days are almost always good.