Where the rain begins

Something about the rain is just so soothing and nostalgic to me.

Watching the rain from outside my window, I’ve love the patterned and rhythmic sounds it has made when it collides with the ground, the subtle movements plants and other objects make when they sway to it’s movements.

I love the thunder and occasionally accompanies the rain, clashing of two opposing forces that work in tandem.

I love the feeling of just standing in the rain and experiencing the cold on your skin. It’s calming to feel numb sometimes and it doesn’t necessarily spell out Emo. Sometimes the rain is cleansing for your soul, to wash away the stress and pain someone is feeling.

So whenever you feel like you need to just get out and escape for a bit, go ahead: dance in the rain or even just lie down and watch it come towards you. You won’t regret it :)