Saturday, April 21, 2012

I'm Only Happy When It Rains

I live on an island.  Literally.  This is not a metaphorical, introspective, woe is me kind of statement.  I live on an actual, surrounded by water, spit of land. 

Some days, I get sick of it.  Depressed by it, really.  I mean, there is only so much sunshine that a girl can take.  I feel like any second I might overdose on sunscreen.

But not today.

Today is one of those rare days.

I woke up to the sound of thunder.

Storms on an island are magic.  The heat of summer is for a moment, blissfully, washed away.  The sky is an omnipresent, beautiful shade of grey, and there isn't a ray of sunshine to be found.  And the rain?  Oh the glorious rain.  The sound it makes in the middle of the ocean is like heaven.  Meditation wrapped up in a deluge of precipitation.  It's a fleeting pleasure.  I'm sure that by tomorrow the sun will chase it all away and the flood waters will recede.

But for today?  I'll leave the windows open, curl up with a book that I will later review for you all, and drift in and out of reality.

I'm only happy when it rains baby.

3 comments:

  1. I love hearing rain and thunder, hate being in it. Nothing puts me into a restful sleep faster.

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  2. i love rain and storms. -Laura

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