People who say that it only rains on sad days are wrong. I’m not going to argue about it either, they’re wrong, rain is great, end of story. Seriously, there are places that would do anything for a single day of rain and almost everybody else is literally chanting prayers for the rain to sod off.

Honestly, most of my happiest memories come from rainy days. And by most I mean one; it’s just one happy memory… But it’s mine and I’ll cherish it! Granted it’s not great for the lungs, with all the humidity it tends to bring. But I don’t have to water the flowers.

I don’t own flowers though.

I don’t own much of anything these days, not since I stopped buying things. Maybe I should get a job. I’m sure the sewage companies love the rain because it washes away all of the bad smells. Or clogs everything up and makes it worse… I should probably go figure that out. Maybe I should get a book on it. I’m sure I can find a bookstore around here, there’s shops as far as the eye can see.

Or go the whole ‘trial by fire’ route and just dive in. Not into the sewage, the job.

Definitely not going to dive into sewage.