thought: weather must be depressed because no one can make it right, not even an individual. What about since the first of at 7 billion?
Everyone knows this: It is morning, much too early, but the stupid alarm clock forces you to get up for school, where you want anyway, least of all through grad. Tortures and groans from the bed when suddenly you hear the patter at the window: rain.
buried in such a situation I reflexively under all blankets and fight ten minutes longer with me to get up at all, because of minutes later, completely soaked to the bus stop must be rushed (screen is inconvenient and time, to him look, it has not always Mher), through puddles and small streams, the enlanghangeln at the curb . This is disgusting, the clothes remain wet throughout the day, klammig, even his own skin seems not to want a more dry - not from the shoes to all times.
Chucks have outed quickly on such days as killjoys. And every time I soaking wet , mascara mostly on the cheeks, facial hair and forced lured when dry again, jump over puddles, into a twice as large falling into it, I think I know what it is but a waste, are to rain romantic. kiss in the rain?
than wet. be allowed to stand
In rain to? That is already at 225 degrees and sunshine sucks, as there should be only in the rain ? And the perfect soundtrack plays in so dramatic a moment of rare.
usually play doctors cheeky "Perfect " even though the degree does not.
I curse every time any rain romance scene when I come to a sudden rain, because rain has the same Romantikfaktur like a leg shaving.
Everyone knows that: Late afternoon, the day's work is done, actually there is nothing more to do, it sits at home, cheer sofa, perhaps with a hot cup of tea and a book in his hand, and it starts out, after a very gray and even the sign of "Well," standing n day to rain , the sky pours down his ballast and not only he feels it a thousand times better. There are few so-hot-chubby great feeling than wrapped in a warm blanket, the rain n the window p ~ r ~ a ~ s ~ s ~ e ~ l ~ heard. But you yourself is safe, protected.
And you know again, why in every history rain beschriben is romantic. There is hardly a better feeling. Sitting in a warm and think of the poor bastards that need to be out ...
trafo_q, summer holidays 2009
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