If rain was a bit more tangible then I would run out of the house clad in nothing but wrinkled PJs, spread my arms apart, gaze through the heavens and say aloud: "Welcome home!" But since that would only make others think a fool of me and increase my chances of getting sick, I've resorted to habitual gestures of brief early morning peeks through the window so as to witness the sight of grey skies, toppled with gentle musings of rain drops. Afterwards, I fall back to sleep with a little wry smile.
Simply put: rain is happiness.
It's enough reason to ditch the ac, don on a sweater, make a warm cup of coffee or choco, and just be.
This is existence. Simple, raw and naked existence.
8 years ago
2 comments:
haha. i love the rain, too! - that is when i'm warm and dry inside. although i'd like to try splashing and dancing in the rain one of these days, i hate to imagine how i'd manage being caught in the rain unexpectedly. cold, soaked, wet and muddy feet, ugh! haha. have a rainy (but dry) june. ;)
oooooh! let's make a pack and actually splash and dance and make a fool of ourselves under the rain someday. i think that'll be exhilirating in contrast to being soaked without your permission.
even though i now have colds, i still cannot revoke my love for the weather. so i hope you have a cool june without the sneezing and sniffing like moi!
^_^
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