Rain. What is it with rain that makes me feel this way? Not gloomy, nor depressed; even not happy. It makes me feel at peace. With every drop from the sky, one by one, worries are being washed away from my mind leaving it blank. I can't feel nothing more but the refreshing smell of afterrain and admire the magnificent sight of wet, tall trees.

I put on my long and thick infinity scarf and fingerless gloves. Not for the warmth, but just to fit into the scenery.

When I was at my front door, the rain had already stopped.