I love rainy days. It's kind of like a snow day but you can still go out without putting a million layers on. I like the idea of rolling up in a blanket and reading a good book or watching a movie. And there's something cathartic about listening to the rain as it falls from on high, coming from who knows where. I like the rain, I do, but five sraight days of just rain, rain, rain? Perhaps it's cabin fever or I'd like my hair to be straight and not frizzy or maybe I'm tired of having soggy shoes. Either way, I miss the sun and I miss taking photos in the sunset. Come back soon, Sun!