The peace and harmony of rain Options

[*mipadi*]

Having (finally) finished mastering a DVD for a professor's lecture, I am currently sitting in a study area of my university's library, waiting for the professor to come. There is a massive thunderstorm outside. My library has an open, central spiral staircase granting access to all five levels. This atrium is topped with an arched glass roof.

Sitting here, I've found that the sound of the rain hammering the roof, as well as the flashes of light in the background, have a peaceful effect. It's very rhythmic and relaxing. Today was what most would call a dreary day, but I've always liked cloudy, even stormy days—the sense of impending rain builds a palpable tension, and when the rain finally comes, it's with a soothing release of stress. It's been a long week, but I'm quite delighted with the outcome.

How do you feel about rain? Do you prefer sunshine or stormy weather? Or do you like something different, like snow or hail? Does the weather alter your sense of how you feel about the world?

[talcumpowder]

You are about to hear an anecdote. Be warned.
Okay, so Reili has super-fine hair. Like you could thread it through a needle no sweat. I've done it before. Anyways, so loves loves loves rain. Except when she's out in the rain. Then rain becomes her MORTAL ENEMY! Because no matter how much Reili likes wet, wet hir is no fun. It sticks to her face like glue. Really.
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So, uh, I really like rain and there was no point in the rest of the post. I wrote an essay once about how I couldn't do my essay because I left it out on the patio. That was fun.