When it rained

Rainy days open up my senses. They always pull me back to the now. The pitter-patter on the roof breaks the monotony of daily life, almost like a 'gentle wake me up'

I love the rain for the smell of damp earth it carries — that deep, grounding scent of mud and memory.

There’s so much drama in the sky; the sun plays hide and seek behind the clouds. It feels like nature’s own way of communicating — soft, steady, and full of meaning.