It's Raining
I don't know about you but I love it when it's raining.
There is just something about the feeling of being encloaked within as the pattering of the water hits earth with the distant rumbling of the thunder outside.
Thunderstorms are the best. Nothing like being buried under the sheets while the skies rage against whatever pent up frustration it has for the humankind in general.
Or at least that's what it feels like to me.
Raining afternoon with a cup of tea. An elusive moment of bliss.
How I wish I am at home right now.
There is just something about the feeling of being encloaked within as the pattering of the water hits earth with the distant rumbling of the thunder outside.
Thunderstorms are the best. Nothing like being buried under the sheets while the skies rage against whatever pent up frustration it has for the humankind in general.
Or at least that's what it feels like to me.
Raining afternoon with a cup of tea. An elusive moment of bliss.
How I wish I am at home right now.
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