Not just the scent of rain, I love the sound of rain. The tapping on the windows. The pitter patter on the roof. The splashing as it forms puddles in my flowerbeds.
I love the feeling of rain. The way it immediately cools the air around me. The way it falls on my head. I could pass on the wet socks, though.
I love the sight of rain. The way it darkens the world a little. The way colors pop when the sun comes back out. The way the flowers are always just a little brighter for having had a quick soak.
There is basically nothing for me not to love about the rain.
Except how folks in Atlanta drive in it... Rain is like moron-fuel on our roads.
You would be fun to trip with
Born to piss is cute
born to piss, forced to drink water
Like the scent of freshly cut grass, until you realize they produce it as a call of distress.
And that just makes it better!
“I love the scent of freshly cut grass. Reminds me of the smell of napalm in the morning.”
I think this is actually wholesome haha. Well, maybe not the Twitter handle. But like, yeah.
I like trains
I'm a trainwreck.
Same! Another classic is
"it's okay to be uncontrollably emotional today and to barely be able to order my coffee without bursting into tears"We're just silly little humans 🥰
I love... lamp
But do you really love lamp or are you just naming things?
My nostalgia for the little things in nature are honestly one of the most meaningful things in my life, and often something as simple as the sound of leaves quietly rattling across the ground on a damp autumn night evokes a deeply spiritual feeling.
I hate to be that guy, but the next link down on my feed is about Israel branding the foreheads of Palestinian prisoners.
So humanity is really no great shakes, but the trees do look beautiful.
That sounds boring af.
