
Lightning. Thunder. Then, rain. (photo credit)

For a minute, I considered getting out of bed and going out to dance around in it. I considered waking the boy.
Then, I remembered that the rainy season is approaching and we may have more than enough rain soon.

Usually, it is me. Last night, it was. Soon, I won't be able to stay awake past 7:30pm because it will be dark at 5:30pm.
"Rain. Feel it on my fingertips, hear it on the window pane... Wash away my sorrow. Take away my pain... Rain."
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