it's amazing how some people i know just love the rain. kevin always says how much he loves running in it. and eri loves listening to it pitter patter against the window. i, on the other hand, become amazingly and wickedly depressed as soon as the sky turns gray and droplets start coming down.
i think it's something about being in LA, and having the sun shining on you all the time, that as soon as it gets gloomy, my entire mood shifts. everyone laughs b/c they don't understand how i could be from the east coast and get so distraught with rain. i mean, didn't i grow up with it coming down all the time?
i won't deny that that's true, but it's different when it comes down regularly. it's like you can't ever get too happy or too sad b/c you're alternating b/w sun and rain all the time. whereas in LA, you're happy go lucky all the damn time, and then BAM! the rain hits you. it's like a slap in the face or a punch in the stomach. you just don't expect it. (and no, the weather report doesn't help. it's never accurate.)
in any case, i'm like the wicked witch of the west (or east, i can never remember). one droplet hits me and i think i'm going to melt. that and the freezing cold just make me want to wither up and die. god i'm dramatic.
FYI that i don't let most people see me when i'm down and depressed. it's not a pretty sight. too bad it's going to rain into early next week. i feel for those people who are going to have to deal with me the next several days....
*sigh*
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