I love rainy days, they are my favorite.
The colors are richer.
The sky is darker.
The world is reflecting it’s true character.
Rainy days are authentic, they are not trying to be pretty, special, wonderful, good; they are satisfied with their imperfection.
They are dark, gloomy, and not fun to be around, but because they are unashamed of being dark and gloomy, I admire them.
I want to be like a rainy day,
Free to feel.