Rain

I step onto the balcony and the scent that was brought by the rain from earlier casts my mind back to particular moments in my life, some good and some bad.

I love rain, It hides my tears and washes away my many woes so that I can feel a morsel of pure bliss before I have to face the painful reality that is my life.

It reminds me of my home and my home away from home, back where there are actual seasons instead of being warm for most of year.

I sometimes enjoyed sunny days but like all occasionally nice things, too much of it is pure torture. It fills you with discomfort, depression and despair.