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Comfort rain
"Walking on a country road with my baby. It starts to rain starts to fall …"
When the rain starts to get in a relaxed atmosphere, the introduction of this oldie catchy piano will echo in the back of my mind. My body begins to sway ever so slightly the pace, and my heart slide in the slots of the happy song. A smile appears.
The nights are simply phenomena of giving land back to the sun, not a day without sun, the moon would not be more fascinating than the rock at the foot. One feature that I love tropical weather is rain. Not just any kind of rain.
The day starts with a refreshing cold morning air, blue sky with white clouds dotting a hem above the surrounding green mountains. As I walk into a busy day, a deep inspiration will do wonders for the mind and life. Energized.
As the sun working in the middle of the sky, the clouds will follow, and slowly fill prominent in the heavy support to the land. Oppressive – is the only description of the heat that work all day the sweat, the fan is my device only cold. As night rolls on, the sun punched card, like me, in danger of extinction in the west, dark clouds and heavy yields, finally. Storm.
The largest drops of rain, beating with fury against the roofs of buildings and vehicles, the sizzling steam rising from the hot surface of the road, and the level of wastewater water overflow. The rain is so heavy, it will be the only sound audible, drowned all thoughts with her fury. In the tropical heat will be immediately removed, and the lights of cooling air.
"Without an umbrella we're soaked to the skin. I feel the excitement, my back …"
Per hour the dinner is over, the rain fell in a network, soft as feathers. The air cools later in the evening. A deep breath will do wonders for the mind and life. Pacific.
The sound is as soft as rain, then explore the fan. The duo of falling rain and the hum of the fan be accompanied at times by hacking beats on my keyboard, my creativity took a leisurely stroll through rows and rows of words, painting thoughts in my mind. When my fingers are dancing over the keyboard, the mouse is over my Helms, sailing the oceans and a decline around the world. As in silence sings and hits my favorite songs of rain, the joy of heaven.
Although the sky is not the case you want to see at this time. Not when I have two angels are the most expensive of their duties his mother happily knitting in the next room.
"Oooh … I hear laughter in the rain, walking hand in hand with the I …"
Children Risa – the only track I like the sky.
The occasional burst of laughter my girl and her younger brother in the middle of his talk quietly while doing the task is a constant source of my smug smile. Even intermittent bouts inevitable, could not erase the smile on my face and deal with my feelings of happiness. A pond blue deep wrinkles and quiet, colorful, in the gentle rain, my heart is happy.
"Oooh … How I love rainy days and how happy I feel inside … "
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