The sound of falling rain is my favorite sound on Earth.
I love to sit by the window during a storm and watch the rain come down and listen to it pitter pat on the roof. All the worries and stress and things that otherwise drive me insane melt away, and what’s left is a man truly at peace.
Some people hate the rain. They hate cold weather, gloomy skies, the wind, and all the things that come with a thundershower–but not me. Rain makes me happy. When I look to the sky and see grey, overcast, cloudy skies my spirit lifts. I hope and pray that it rains soon.
When I was a kid I loved to fall asleep to the rain. I still do. I’ve had trouble sleeping all my life, but not when it rains. The sound of the droplets hitting the roof lulls me to sleep faster than anything else in the world. It’s the one time I can fall asleep immediately. Normally I lie awake for AT LEAST an hour before finally drifting off, no matter how exhausted I am. During a rainstorm I’m out like a light.
I love to be inside during the rain, but sometimes I like to be outside too. I once went for a nice long walk in the forest during a rainstorm. I was bundled up, so I was warm. I had my rain gear on, so I was dry. Everything smelled wonderful, so fresh and clean. There was nobody around, just me and the pine trees. The wind was calm, just enough to make the trees sway, but not enough to get blasted in the face, and it was wonderful. The sound of the forest in the rain is so calming… I just can’t describe accurately the way it makes me feel. Let me just say that to me, it is bliss.
It’s been raining a lot lately, and I love it. Today I sat in my swivel chair at my desk next to the window. I had a hot cuppajoe and my favorite fleece on. I put on some Miles Davis and watched the rain come down. I didn’t move for at least an hour.
I hope it rains some more tonight.