ahhhh. i have nothing to blog about. and yet, i am blogging again. please be patient while i think of a topic.
it's raining outside. some people say it's dreary, but i love the rain. it's cool and refreshing and beautiful. i've never experienced rain like Flan has in Indonesia, (visit her blog, www.flaninindonesia.blogspot.com) where the thunder makes you jump. To me, that sounds exciting!! its like a mega-cleanse spa treatment for the earth. (wow, that didn't sound hippie-dippy AT ALL. i dare you to say it out loud with a hippie voice and not get laughed out of the room. i dare you.)
there's that song... is it bob marley? the "i can see clearly now the rain has gone, i can see all obstacles in my way..." well i don't know about you but the rain more than the sun makes me see clearly. the sun is hot, stifling, and sometimes unbearable. the rain just always seems cool and lovely.
whenever it rained in salt lake, i would always run up to my room, sit on my bed, and watch the rain from the window beside it. i don't really know why... it was just something i always did. when i was little i would watch the raindrops race down my window. I would always root for the littlest raindrops, who would normally lose. (and yes, i know now it's because they had a smaller mass, THANK YOU physics kids.) i've really never been scared of thunder or lightning. honestly, it always fascinated me. i loved to count the seconds in between the lightning and thunder to see how far away it was from my house.
now, the rain just gives me time to think, to clear my mind. today, i'm sitting in the kitchen of a old apartment in Paris, looking out a new window on to a back alley, and the rain has the same calming, cleansing effect that always made me happy as a little kid. it makes me feel almost closer to home, in a way.
i love the smell of rain. the smell of rain on the sidewalk is the best smell ever. I mean yeah, you could make decent cases for fresh-baked cookies and the smell of guys after they shower but rain wins, hands DOWN. i can't even describe the smell for you now... it's not necessarily "clean"... not even "fresh" i really have no idea how to describe it. comment what you think, if you feel so inclined.
so i guess the bottom line is i love rain because its rejuvenating. (that's a funny word. rejuvenating.) in all seriousness, the world just seems more alive and beautiful when it rains. so now i guess i'll open the new window in this old apartment to feel and smell and taste the pouring rain... that is, until my roommate yells "SHUT THE GODDAMN WINDOW, IT'S FREEZING IN HERE!!!" to which i will grin like an idiot, and do as she tells me.