Oh, blessed, blessed rain. Nothing calms me or soothes my soul like the sound of falling rain.
Tonight is the first really good rain we’ve had this season. It’s cold–finally–and slightly windy. I wish there was some thunder and lightning, but you can’t have it all I suppose.
I’ve got all the lights off in my room. I’m sitting by the window with my laptop, reading and writing. A lone candle sits on the edge of the desk. I’ve got the window open and I can hear the raindrops outside. Every so often I look out the window and across The Bay. The glow from lights of civilization blur in tonight’s rain.
Peace. Complete and utter peace.
I can’t think of anything more perfect than this moment.