Rain, I love thee!

Whenever I start hearing the rain pour down, I instantly feel glued to my bed. It seems as though the heavens poured down tons of magnets designed to keep me cling like ivy to my bed. It is such a painful experience having to peel myself off the cushion I laid my back on last night. I used to be cheery when when I wake up but when the clock ticked 6 this morning, I felt like I was dragging myself to eat, bathe, and get dressed. The cold weather didn’t help a bit in my efforts of pulling my energy up to its usual level. I used to hate the rain when I was in college. Living and studying in an area that can instantly turn from a busy road to an island, I must say that rain is not really sought-after.

Well, Im a fan of rain and every good feeling that pours down once it starts gushing from the heavens. It’s just that feeling the coldness from the outside makes me realize that I still have warmth inside me; that I still knew how to recognize coldness because I experience what warmth is.

There’s definitely something about the rain. Maybe it’s the negative ions that linger on the air after a heavy downpour that makes me feel good inside. When it pours, I want to just close my eyes for a little while. Doing so just feels right; it’s like having an instant dose of anti-depressant. Well, maybe the coldness of the weather is capable of bringing out my warmest emotions and sentiments.

Happy rainy days! :-)

Thinking that the rain is another gift that God sent for me today,

PS Perhaps I just had one of the best rainy mornings here at the office. The breakfast I had is like the cherry on top of my happy rainy day! ToSiLog for the win! :-)