A letter to my California friends
Dear people who think rain is awesome (I'm speaking to you, Californians),
Once upon a time I loved the rain. I loved waking up in the morning to the sound of pitter-patter against the roof and windows. I loved being at work and watching the rain pour down, falling and glistening off trees and into puddles. I loved being home at night, watching a movie and eating popcorn while the rain pounded down outside -- while being all cuddly and warm inside my house.
Then I moved to Seattle.
There are certain things I love about the rain. But I've grown a strong loathing of rain as well.
For the past 7 months my life has consisted of:
- Rain boots
- Layers
- Hoodies
- Jackets
- Windshield wipers
- Warm drinks
- Running from cars to buildings
- Strategically placing umbrellas in multiple locations: car, work, house, purse.
- And...more layers.
Bitterly Yours,
Ange
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2 comments:
I enjoyed reading this. I've lived with the snow as well for the past 8 years. I've never liked anything other than the warmth & sunshine, with the occasional overcast beach weather & fog. To some this is boring, so I can see why you like/liked the rain. But after years of living in all kinds of weather I don't sympathize with those still fortunate enough to live in Ca who complain when the weather is anything but perfect.
You have to admit, having different kinds of weather definitely gives a place some personality. Whether this is good or bad is up to you. :)
I did it for 9 months and never got tired of it. The awesomeness of Seattle is largely thanks to the rain.
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