sometimes,

i love the rain.

but only the light, quiet type. this afternoon i walked home from work and it began to drizzle. i was kind of happy, mainly because i was carrying my umbrella around since last week and finally had the chance to use it. most times, i hate the rain.

the whole winter was nothing but rain, snow, rain, snow, hail, clouds, rain, snow. everytime it rains, i get this frightened feeling that winter is coming back for round II. the winter rain was obnoxious, loud, and messy.

but this afternoon rain was suprisingly relaxing and i found myself smiling all the way home.