it's raining again...
it rained all last night, and it's raining today...i love it when it rains, i can't place the emotion i feel. wistfulness, something bittersweet, like all the truly eventful moments in my life had taken place in the rain, so they're forever bound to be revisited...i remember when i was a kid, and it would rain in the morning, and our driveway was so long, and it was still dark, but my mother would go out to the end of the driveway and wait for the bus driver to come so i didn't have to stand out in the rain...i was thinking about that last night while the wind was howling outside...and for some reason, when i think about that, it makes me very sad. i don't know why...