Sometimes I might forget to do it, but nothing gets me more ready than a night in the rain. Â A little mist through a window landing right on me, the sounds of the drops hitting.
And you sure don’t even want to get me started about some thunder. Â Or maybe you do.
But there’s nothing better than spending those rainy nights with you, the listener.
Don’t feel like you have to save this archive for the rains, though. Â But do make sure you come and get me when the storm clouds start to gather.