Rain, Rain, Don't Go Away.

I woke up this morning unusually early, sometime around 7. I looked out the window and instantly a smile appeared on my face.

Rain!

I ran to my window and looked down to find the roads glistening with rainwater. I opened my window and took the deepest breath possible. The smell of wet soil and plants filled my noise, and I felt as if my heart would combust with happiness. Man oh man, I just love that rain.

It's as if all your sins and sorrows wash away when the rain slides down your face. I sat at my desk for hours "doing hw" with my window open just for the sake of breathing in the purity of the air after rain showers.

At one point, it smelled like Big Bear, or maybe Yosemite. At another point, it smelled like. . like. . .like something indescribable, yet amazing and overpowering. It smelled like happiness, laughter, smiles, and love. Like my mom after a shower, or my dad after a hard day's work, or my brothers asleep. No, it was a scent stronger than that.

At my desk, in front of my open window, the occasional cool breeze sent goosebumps through my arms, my legs, and my back. Oh, how I love the cool breeze! These past few mornings have been wonderful!! The low fog made it cold, but just cold enough for me to enjoy. And then, today, with the wind blowing lightly reminded me of that joy. How in love with this season I am!

But, now the clouds have passed on to a new lover and the sky is filled with a shocking light blue. Once again I will look into the sky and be able to find the infinite possibilities and dreams tucked under the blue. No longer will I be able to look at the Sun without having to squint, or see Mufasa rolling in from one of the fluffy rain clouds. But, happiness can be found anywhere, if you look hard enough. Am I right?