I like the rain. There is nothing more soothing than the pitter patter of rain against my bedroom window while I’m warm in my bed. Unforunately, I had to get out of my bed to come to work this morning but if I had had the option you can probably guess where I’d be.
For me, rainy days are a time of quiet reflection. There is just something peacfull about it, something rejuvenating. I wish it rained more often. Maybe I should think about living somewhere other than Southern California… but then again I think I like the sun too.