The rain is my own version of sunshine.

It is 2:31pm in the heart of Los Angeles CA, and it is raining non-stop. The streets are empty and the heaters are on full blast, a tourist from Seattle would probably think the world came to a sudden end due to the quietness found in this booming town. California, the state that seems to never rain has been raining for the past week straight, many people despise this weather and act as if the world is going to end. Me on the other hand, I embrace the rain, and to be quite frank (poor frank he's always so blunt) if my immune system was used to the cold weather, I would run outside like a little kid at Disneyland for the first time. Ahhh, the fresh air that the rain creates greets my nostrils with love and gentleness. The thunder swiftly runs in my ear drums creating a song that i will one day pass on to the generations that come. Oh how I love the rain...