"Don't wake me, I plan on sleeping in."

There's just something about rainy mornings that make me feel at ease. It might be the gray haze cast against closed blinds making the atmosphere so completely perfect for napping. It could be the sound of gentle pitter patters of water droplets hitting the concrete through an open patio door. Or perhaps the distant rumbling of thunder. Whatever it may be, it brings a sort of heaviness to my body. A cozy heaviness that just successfully persuades you to stay in bed all day. And then when the pattering and rumbling ends, and the sun reaches its dimmed, yellow hand through the blinds- I suddenly feel energized, ready for the day. I am whatever the weather brings me.