On rainy days I just want to curl up in bed, read a good book, turn on acoustic music, and have a glass of wine.
I like to open the windows and listen to the sound, sometimes subtle and sometimes urgent, of water falling on the earth. I like the smell of the desert damp and grateful. I like to imagine that it will last forever.
It is one of those things that always instantly calms me and excites me simultaneously.
It reminds me that I am still alive.