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I think of it like an almost flooding pool of water creating an almost lake of the nearby streets and sidewalks, but the drains so easily wash it away. I watch from my windowsill, stuck inside with nothing to do and no priorities or plans to go for, just watching the rain pour, soaking the nearest passersby. I laugh out of pity absolute relieved I don't have to be out in that soaking mass of falling water and get chillingly wet. It's nice to be away from it, its like protection from harm to be in the comfort of home at a time like this with no worries or cares for you are home, home safe, warm, and dry and full of extreme relaxation.

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