
Well it's my second post! Awesome!
Don't you love it when it rains?
I live in Ireland. Where it rains quite a lot. I've heard we're not as soggy as scotland. This fills me with a cheap sense of 'one-up-manship'. Sometimes I incline my head in the direction of Scotland (being Celtic, I have that ability) and I feel so smug.
Anyway, it's not the rain that I actually like, it's the feeling of security and safety you get from sitting in your warm sitting room, listening to the gentle tapping of the glistening drops off your window. Staring at your wet cat who glares at you through the double glazing.
Or late at night, all curled up in your bed. You can just see a glint of a watery silver moon between your slightly ajar curtains and the pattering against the window lulls you to drool onto your partner who is already snoring heavily.
Rain is awesome.