Rainy Thoughts – Clare

Rain, feel it on my fingertips
Hear it on my window pane…

As I type this post, it is raining outside. I can hear the rain from my window and can feel the cold breeze coming into my room. I can’t help but feel good about the weather — after all, there has been a period of intense heat recently and it had been giving me migraine attacks all week. Even though we do have air-conditioning at work, the heat still made my head throb like crazy! I hope this kind of temperature holds up for the rest of the week because I have a lot of traveling to do (to QC and Bulacan, if you must know) and I would rather deal with wet and muddy than hot and sticky any day. As it is, I already feel tired just thinking of how far we have to go on our road trips for work this week so knowing that the weather would be bearable means a big deal to me.

I’ve always loved the rain. Anyone who knows me well would attest to that. I have nothing against the summer season, I love it as much as everyone…as long as I am near a pool or a beach. Other than that, I’ll take the rainy season anytime. Well, as long as the rain doesn’t lead to death and destruction of course.

The rain reminds me of my childhood days when my cousins and I spent our summers together and we would all ask for permission to play in the rain. There’s also those crazy days in college when it flooded so much that my friends and I had to walk in the rain to get back to school, tapping the ground as we went along to make sure that we didn’t fall into any manholes. I also can’t forget that one rainy night when my classmates and I were all stranded in our high school because of the flood and some people thought that I was a ghost while I stood by the window [I guess my being pale white with long hair flying in the wind just as lightning struck helped to make people think that at the time, hahaha].

For me, nothing beats staying in bed on a rainy morning and sleeping in while you enjoy the weather. I also find rainy afternoons as the best time to stay home and read a good book/watch a movie with a cup of hot coffee (or chocolate, whichever I prefer at the time). My other friends can think of other things you can do in bed on a rainy day but I think I’ll take their word on it until the day I get myself a husband, if you know what I mean.

Slow dancing, walking hand in hand, kissing … that’s just some of the spontaneous things I’ve always wanted to do but have never done in the rain. Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever had a romantic moment with any significant other that ever involved the rain, which is too bad because I’ve always wanted to have that kind of moment. I blame it on romantic movies that almost always have their leads in these types of romantic situations. They always make it seem like such take-your-breath-away moments, you can’t blame a girl for wondering if they are as good to feel doing as the movies present them to be.

It’s still pouring outside…the sound of the rain feels really comforting for me. I have a feeling that I’ll be having a good night’s sleep tonight. I hope all of you do too.

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