On rainy nights such as these, I often find myself seeking refuge in a nest of blankets and pillows that I call my bed. Just lying there, looking at the raindrops that clung onto my window.
I never really liked the rain. The world feels like it freezes when it rains. Like there's this undeniable silence and stillness that just sends shivers down your spine. As if the rain was made just to make people stop and listen as the earth tried desperately to cleanse itself of its impurities
Yet I find myself so fascinated with watching how raindrops race and of the sounds of these drops on the roof. It serves as a lullaby, or a way to numb out the senses. In most cases, it's the latter.
But the stillness and silence that comes from a rainy night is often greeted with the brightest of dawns. "There's always sunshine after the rain" they say. There is, one of the most beautiful kind of sunshines there is. The kind that makes you appreciate the occurrences of rainy nights just so you could see more sights such as these. The sights that make you feel as if the earth was smiling again after releasing its sorrows.
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All photos are mine btw 😅 I'll just put the device watermark on all the shots I'll be taking
Rainy gloomy weather always depressed me...