Raining down.

I love the rain. Not the short showers. Not the drizzles. Neither am i talking about thunderstorms.

Sure i love them all but the one which i enjoy the most is a pourdown. Just tons and tons of water. Like huge and furious teardrops falling all at one.

I love the rain falling while i run. I love the feeling of it drenching me. The adrendeline numbs me while the rain cools me off. There's this effect where i just feel so alone and so free.

Met John last tuesday and as i was on the MRT home, i was thinking of going for a jog afterwards. Yet just as i alighted, i realised it has started raining.

Yup. Just as i liked it, a pourdown.

If only i reached home 10 minutes or so earlier.

Worst thing was that it was sunset as i was walking home. A very very beautiful one too. Clear sky. Heavy rain. Beautiful sunset.

If i was out there by then, i would most likely have jogged up siglap hill to watch the sunset like how i used to do when i feel upset.

During that period, the uphill jog always feels really tiring. But whenever i reach the top and sit there watching the sunset, everything feels like it's worth it.

On a sidenote, I just realised last week that siglap link does not end opposite victoria school, it stretches till St. Pats area. Maybe next wednesday when i'm free. Yea.. Clear that stretch.

If i'm lucky, it might just rain.




I love the rain.




Because no one knows when i cry.