I love rainy days. The sound of the rain on the metal roof, the windows speckled with the raindrops.
Isn't it great?
I like the smell of rain, that earthy petrichor that smells like everything.
I like, as a quick guide:
Isn't it great?
I like the smell of rain, that earthy petrichor that smells like everything.
I like, as a quick guide:
- That rain that's barely happening and you can sit on your porch and do your homework or drink tea and it's raining. And you're in your own little bubble of space.
- That rain that's hard and scary and loud and you have to run to class with books over your head while clutching your pencils/book/sketchbook to your chest.
- The rain that smells like home or something specific and you don't know what it is but it's amazing and beautiful and everything.
- That rain when you're standing under a streetlight and it's dark out and you look up and the drops are just big enough that it looks like you're flying through space and time.
- The rain that wakes you up in the middle of the night because it's so loud and you can't even see the things outside your window and you feel like you're all alone in time and space but in a good way.