Rain

I like rainy days. I like them when they're in the middle of a long weekend, and I can laze around the house and do some cleaning and not feel guilty that I'm not outside enjoying the last bits of sunny summer. I like to lie in bed with a book, lighting a few candles, just enough to read by in the midday gloom. I like the sounds of cars splashing by outside my windows, almost as if I live by the ocean and waves are pounding the shoreline. I like having to put on warm socks for the first time in months, and then curling under a blanket in the living room, with the ceiling fan eerily quiet above me.