I find it ironic that the day I saw a friend twitted a news link that says La Niña is over, we get a downpour. Not that I'm complaining. I'm grateful for the relief from the intense summer heat, the sound of thunder, the smell of rain and the sound of it as it hits our neighbor's roof.
I used to dread rain during the month of May because it meant that the new school year is just around the corner. It was haggling season with my Mom on our sleep schedule. (She liked to put us to bed earlier and wake us up earlier a few weeks before the first day of school to get vacation mode out of our system.) It also marked the time when I had to start covering my new schoolbooks with plastic. I love getting my new school books. I'd always cover my literature books first and read them afterward.
I feel that was ages ago. But at the same time it also feels like it only happened yesterday. Does that make sense? At present, all I know is that this rain is a welcome break. And the whole city just took a much needed bath.
My biker roommate is a bit sad though, because rains = no biking today.
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