Today is a rainy day and all I want to do is curl up in a ball by the fire with an awesome book. I don’t know why rainy days are the best for sleeping in or taking naps they just are. Once I hear the drip, drop, it is like a beautiful music that makes me very tired. It’s like the gods are putting a spell on you. It is like when everything is bad in the world, it changes when you hear the rain hitting the buildings and things that are outside. When you were little your parents hated that all you wanted to do is play in the mud piles even though you might get sick. Though it is a hassle to drive in, it makes your car clean until you drive though mud piles. And then that will be really fun because we see dirt flying everywhere if you are driving really fast.
A Rainy Day
February 9, 2010