Madness comes pouring down

Hello World,

I love the rain. I have witness there are two types of people when it rains, the ones that are calm. They carry on with their usual business or wait under shelters and watches it pass. Then there are the ones that are aggressive, they curse the rain, they run in it for heavens bid it ruins their day. They cause the madness in the air as they escape from it. 

Then there is me, a rare secret third type of human. The ones that love the rain, the one that will take their time and listen to every drop it makes, whether it be on the ground, on the leaves or on their umbrella. The one that feels the freshness and calamity the rain creates. The rare third type of human who smiles at the beauty mother nature has blessed and fed us.



Rose.