raindrops are fallin' on my head...

Raindrops are pitter-pattering on my window right now... *sighs* Isn't rain such a lovely thing? It makes me want to curl up on a window seat, crack open the window, and settle down with a soft, fuzzy blanket and a good book. Well, either that or run outside and do my own rendition of singin' in the rain =P

I'm not entirely sure why I like rain so much... It makes my hair frizzy, my dog gets wet, the ground (which i will inevitably sit on, usually by accident, sometimes by choice) gets icky and soggy, and the weather channel gloats over the fact that they actually predicted something right for once. There's just something about it that I can't quite put my finger on... The colors are brighter and more vivid... Everything seems to be washed clean. Rain can be either a calm, soothing monotony that causes one to give a dreamy sigh and murmur: "It's raining..."; or it can be an exhilarating experience that makes one throw one's head back and cry: "It's raining!" And water falls from the sky! Have you ever thought about how amazing that is? I wonder if that's where somebody got the idea for the showerhead...

There was lightning earlier, but things seemed to have settled down a bit. That's one of the best parts of a thunderstorm (excepting, of course, the wind, rain, and thunder =P). Seeing those bolts streak across the sky is simply breathtaking and, well, electrifying... Have you ever wondered why while the lightning bolt is white, the sky lights up blue? And why does the air always tingle when it strikes? And how come it has to disappear so quickly? I know that I could probably think of some plausible, scientific explanation for all that if I actually took the time to, but that would somehow detract from the magic of the experience...