I don’t know if there are people out there like me but every time I see the rain, there is a persistent feeling that is broken into stages that I go through. I turn nostalgic for something I do not know…yet later on I would start to remember many memories - good and bad, happy and sad, with or without rain on the background. Then I stare at the raindrops, whether they fall on the ground or slide down the window. It’s like half of my consciousness begins to zone out.
I let myself feel that way even if it doesn’t make sense. Or does it? Anyhow, I just feel that it’s okay because that is me and I love how the rain makes me feel these things.