The Rain

I love the sound of rain when I am inside. The way it beats against the skylights is hypnotic.  I love how the light changes, seeming to come from nowhere and everywhere.  When I’m inside…

When I’m outside, it’s my enemy, turning my clothes into a claustrophobic restraint, my hair into, well, it’s not pretty.  And my shoes…  No one should have to wear rubber boots, and yet no pump should die from water torture.

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  • Laura Feasey
    October 17, 2014 - 1:32 pm · Reply

    This is so true! I always feel so cosy and comforted being inside when its raining… the sound of it on the windows and the darkness it brings… there’s something about it isn’t there?! But yes, outside is a totally different story. Good idea to compare the two!

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