thisnthatwithatwist

I know that I’m weird. I admit this and, quite frankly I embrace it. I’m saying this because I don’t want to have people commenting to be about this blog, telling me I’m a freak.

I love summer rain. Not when it messes up my time at the beach and not all the time and not if it messes up my outfit or my hair if I’m dressed up.  But just every day, I’m not busy time I love the rain. There is just something about a summer thunderstorms that I enjoy. Not only do I not run to get out of it, but I actually dawdle to stay in it longer. I also love the smell of rain on City sidewalk. It’s like the ground gets so hot that it oozes the smell of the city.

I know this makes no sense to most people but maybe there are other people out there who feel this way and maybe now they’ll feel less like a weirdo.

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