Sometimes I can be a bit of an odd girl.
Earlier today, while I was taking out the trash, it started to drizzle. And yes, it is true when they say that Washingtonians have many different words for different types of rain; today it was drizzling while I was taking out the trash.
My first instinct was to smile up to the sky, letting the tiny raindrops hit my face.
Instead of getting irritated at yet another rainy Western Washington day, I smiled.
Yeah, I know that may make me sound weird, but that’s just how I am. I love the rain. Not so much when I have to work outside for an extended period of time without shelter (thus getting completely drenched), but a walk in the rain, or watching the rain from the warmth of my apartment… that’s what I love.
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