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The sound of the lonely rain on rooftops and windows is soothing. It’s like the sky is crying for all the people who’s tears have run out. Or maybe it’s crying for all the people who just got the worst news they’ll ever hear, and the rain makes them feel like they’re not alone. To me, rain just feels….. Right. It just makes me feel like someone out there is crying with the sky. For some reason, the rain makes me feel better, like it’s venting for me, or it’s being the one thing that helps me vent the most.
I love rain because even though I’m stuck inside and can’t go play, I can still stay warm and cozy. Truthfully, I usually transform into a couch potato. I sit and use the computer and watch TV, when I’d really like to read or write. If I could, I’d go outside and sit under my porch and think. Or, I could use the rain as inspiration for a short story.
When it rains, I’m also grateful for a house. One with a heater, beds, and tons of things to do. It doesn’t really cross my mind much, but I feel bad for the less fortunate. I take my blessings for granted, and I’m not really glad I do…
Rain gives me an excuse to be lazy. I can sit in bed and either write or read. I can sleep. Sleep is one of my favorite things to do; dreams are my way of escaping the world. If I’m trapped at home, that means I’ll probably have chores to do. I’d do the laundry throughout the day, get the dishes over with, and if I’m in the cleaning mode, I’ll work on my room. I’m a perfectionist, so if I get started, I usually don’t stop unless I have to. When I’m done, my room usually looks like a shiny new toy.
One word I’d use to describe rain is relaxing. Just the thought that it’s raining somehow makes me feel better. The sound calms my nerves. Sometimes, if I can’t sleep, I’ll just lay in bed and think. I’ll think about things at home, stuff at school, friends, boys, anything and everything. And, if I have time, I’d journal. I journal like a mad scientist who just discovered something that’ll change the world, but occasionally has to stop to think of how to word his amazing discovery. It’s one of my many ways of venting.
Over all, rain is just awesome. It’s a way to vent, and calm my nerves. A way to get things done around the house, and an excuse to be lazy. It can inspire me to be my best, as well. There are too many reasons why rain can be good or bad. For me, my favorite reason why I love rain is because it’s just rain. I love rain. Don’t ask why, because I don’t know. I just do.
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