I love rain. It makes sense I live in Seattle as opposed to, say, the Sahara Desert or some place like that. Even though I'm used to rain, I love summer rain in particular. There is such an intensity to it.
My ideal summer rain is on the East Coast. We have intense summer rain here, but East Coast summer rain is usually accompanied by hail, thunder, and lightning. It's even more intense. And it smells so...summer rain-ish. I loved summers on the East Coast with those afternoon thunderstorms, torrential rain, these moments of intensity and then the clouds clear, and things go back to normal. Only even more humid.
On Sunday I walked to the playground late at night and played on the swings. I was all by myself in the deserted playground. I kept swinging higher and higher until I got to the point where you hang in the air momentarily and your stomach drops. It's such an amazing feeling.
Summer = an intensity that isn't there during the other seasons
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The weather that you just described happened tonight. Lighting, thunder, and rain. You could see the break in the clouds where the rain was going to stop. It was so pretty.
I miss the angry skies of the East Coast. And I miss you, the Graduate.
I miss you too. I'm trying my hardest to come out there. It is difficult when you break even every month. If everything works out right, I should be out there during Christmas time. We shall see.
I totally understand. At least you didn't buy the house. That would have constricted you even more.
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