Sometimes I might forget to do it, but nothing gets me more ready than a night in the rain. 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. 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. But do make sure you come and get me when the storm clouds start to gather.