don’t you just love the rain?
well, i do…
it’s therapeutic, i guess. just you with the wind in your hair and the rain pouring down from the sky and the road before you. there’s no need for deep thought. your mind can stay blank or you can start analyzing everything that’s right or wrong with your life.
sometimes it’s nice to just stop and feel the breeze and the rain on your face. i love the smell of rain..
i don’t know what it is about the rain that has me so entranced. maybe it’s the sheer abandon of it all that rain represents. maybe it’s the call of letting go and just getting wet for the heck of it. maybe it’s the presence of God in every raindrop that falls. i just know that rain, at least for me, is beautiful.
