Rainy days are my favorite days. Those days when it’s gloomy and rainy are always the best to sit inside the car and watch the rain droplets fall on the windows. Specifically in the car, it feels very different from just looking out a window in your room. It feels almost magical, I don’t know how too explain it.

I’ve always played “racing” with the droplets to see which one will make it to the bottom of the window first. It was me and my cousins’ favorite game when we were visiting Georgia and it rained literally everyday. I think rain is the world’s way of crying, and with all the problems we cause, the world it needs a good cry or two.

Rain’s always seen as a sad thing but for me whenever it rains I’m happy, not sad. I associate my favorite things with rain like warm tea, cookies, and blankets. It brings me peace to just sit cuddled up in a blanket, drinking my warm tea, and eating my delicious cookie. (Yes, I am a grandma). I guess its just about perspective and people’s personal experiences. I also end up getting the best sleep on rainy days, but almost everyone does though.