I adore the sound of rain on my windows
When I'm in a parked car; when I'm laying in my bed, winding down for the night; when I'm sleeping next to someone or alone.
The rain tonight ebbs and flows, misty and foggy then pouring and then petering out into a light tapping or tiny drops. In my parked car tonight the windshield was awash, like I was under water, with the pitter patter above loudly announcing another rush of rain.










