Rain is soothing. I’ve always loved the sound of it, loved the way it has it’s own perfect beat.
When it’s late at night and the rain is my best friend we talk and listen and our thoughts become one.
I cut off the porch light and open the blinds, just watching the wetness on the grass, in the pavement.
My mind wonders, some rainy nights I hate being alone. Some stormy nights the isolation gives me life.