It’s raining! I snapped a picture with my camera–zig zag light streaming through raindrops on the windshield of the car.
There is something I love about summer rain, even in Berkeley, where the rain in summer feels more like autumn or winter rain because of the chilly temperatures. I still like it–because it’s unexpected, and the smell of the rain has that sharp edge. It makes my nose crinkle.
Summer rain reminds me of my summers abroad in Korea in high school and college–the welcome monsoon rain breaking a wet and heavy heat. I remember once the rain broke out of the skies and flooded the streets so quickly that I found myself wading through the streets, ankle deep in water. I ruined my shoes but I didn’t care, the feeling was so novel.
I spent the entire day writing today. I wrote very slow, but what I wrote, I am pleased with. I thought I would be able to finish this story today, but I wasn’t able to push through to the end. And my brain just does not work properly anymore. I am totally exhausted–surprisingly so. Still, despite this exhaustion (a lasting stroke symptom is my guess), I want to do it again tomorow. But nope. I gotta go to work, which is its own little pleasure in my life.