The clouds and rain being with us.
Nobody ever does that. There’s always a “sun is out” or “the snow is here” when they arrive.
Why do I celebrate? It means I can breathe, my eyes don’t glue shut with gunk, and I can sleep in comfort. It’s glorious.
Let’s have more happiness and celebration for inclement weather.  |
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By *eliWoman 34 weeks ago
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I love the rain! Stomping in puddles, long walks in drizzle that end in hot chocolate and snuggly jumpers. I love the rain at night, it's soothing and makes the world feel calmer.
When I'm being melodramatic I love to pull a Lear and stand outside in it. Just having that space to be, the din of the storm stopping my mind's constant whirring. |
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"I love the rain! Stomping in puddles, long walks in drizzle that end in hot chocolate and snuggly jumpers. I love the rain at night, it's soothing and makes the world feel calmer.
When I'm being melodramatic I love to pull a Lear and stand outside in it. Just having that space to be, the din of the storm stopping my mind's constant whirring. "
Dearest Meli, you make even the drabbest of weather offerings, sound so positively delightful. |
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Did you know that Beethoven famously used to enjoy standing out and walking in the rain, which he often credited as helping to inspire his creative genius?
I’ve been outside in it for an hour today but still can’t play a fucking xylophone but fair play to the chap  |
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