Most people describe their favorite day as a bright, sunny day on the beach.
Not me. I don't favor the sunny days. Sure, I love to see the sun when I'm in the mood, but if I had to choose a favorite day, it would be a rainy, dark, cold, windy day. I would sit in front of the fire place (if I had one), drink coffee and then read a book, watch a movie, and play board games. Or I would go to a coffee shop and sit by the window with my laptop and pretend I'm a famous writer who gets really inspired by rainy days.
I know why people like sunny days. You can go outside and play or go to the beach, or have a cookout, or do just about anything. But I like rainy days because people get really depressed and leave you alone to do just about whatever you want because they are too angry that its raining to try and regulate your life anymore. I love the clothes that you can wear when its raining: boots, scarves, hats, coats, jeans... especially if its cold, too. It seems like the world isn't exposing you like it normally does with that huge bright sunshine that shows every nook and cranny that you're trying not to disclose.
Its like rainy days give you a chance to walk among the world unseen for a change. People are hidden under big umbrellas and jackets and they are too worried about getting wet to pay you any attention.
Those days are my favorite. And I've got my book, a board game, and my coffee... so let it pour!
1 comment:
My favorite days are black and stormy. They remind me of Ryan, who loved them also. I ran a pic on my blog this week of a Carmel Machiato. It was pouring outside of Starbucks and I wanted to sit in the corner by myself, read my book and drink the coffee I just photographed.
xoxo
k
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