Love of the Rain

(Originally this was going to be my post for yesterday, but the blog wasn't working yesterday, so it'll have to do for today (since I'm kind of busy doing other homework right now))

Prompt: What do you do on a rainy day?

If I'm not at school (which often I am--a bummer, that, because I love it when it rains outside), I will often find myself sitting silently in my room, listening to the sound of the riny droplets pounding down on the skylight in the bathroom next door. For some reason I find the sound of rain to be incredibly soothing, almost rhythmic in nature. To be honest, I equally dislike sunny days. As much as I know everyone loves it when it's all "happy" and "clear" and "beautiful" outside, I just hate the sun--that's all. It's bright, hurts my eyes and burns my skin to a crisp.

The rain is much better.

There are times, too (especially when it's storming) that I'll sit on the floor in the living room beside the patio door and stare out of the screen intoo our colorful yard, watching the torrents of water washing down over everything in a cleansing stream. Lightning will flash a brilliant, blinding blue over my head--the whole world will come alight for a still moment--and then thunder will shake the house down to the foundations. It gives me shivers just thinking about it! Many people are afraid of thunder, but I find it to be exhilarating! Sometimes, I'll just spend hours staring out the window if I can, thinking about everything... It soothes me--everything seems nicer to me when it rains. Everything seems clearer. Is that weird? Probably, huh?

And, especially, music seems a hundred times more beautiful when it rains. Well, I guess it really depends on what music you listen to, but I'm telling you, there's this song called Memories by Within Temptation--one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard in my life--and I just can't listen to it when the sun is shining. Such a glorious piece on such a bright, annoying day is more depressing to me than a week's worth of rain.

I will say this: playing piano is one of my absolute favorite things to do when it rains--it makes me breathless. I don't know what it is... Maybe it's the combination of the sound of rain against the windows, falling in waves over the roof and forming its own unique harmony of sound, blended with something gentle and soothing, like Seal of the Wind or The Moonlight Sonata that just gets me every time.

But then, I'm a music dork like that.

If I'm really lucky (and my mom's not being particularly paranoid on that particular day) I somtimes can escape the house and stand outside in the rain--run around even--just to get soaked and feel the wet grass between my toes, all cool and ticklish. I warn you, though, never stand under a tree for shelter while it's raining. The last time I did that, I was covered in gnats afterwards.

Two words: Not Fun.

That about sums up what I might be doing on my ideal rainy day. Imagine that: it's far from internally whining about how depressing the gray sky is and wondering when the dreary weather will go away. I guess my perception of the weather is skewed... *shrugs* Oh well!