But anyways, this post is not about that. It's about the rain. Well, rainy days.
When I was younger, I hated the rain. i would cower at the sound of rain drops hitting the roof. Cringe at every boom of thunder. My heart would race at the sight of a lightening flash. It was all bad.
As I got older, I learned to control this fear. Crying during 3rd period in high school because of some rain, was not a good look. So at school, I was good. Home, I'd revert back to being a young girl. Scared and trying not to cry.
Now, at age 21, I'm proud to say that I actually love these days. The grey overcast that takes over the once blue sky. The little drops of perspiration cleaning my dusty car. The cold chill that is stop in it's tracks at the sight of my jacket. I enjoy it.
There's nothing better than conquering your fears. That feeling you get when you revel in that one thing that once made you cower. Now a days, I hope for a rainy day. Cause there's nothing better than coming home, taking off your wet jeans and swapping them for some warm sweats, throwing on a movie, and plopping on the floor with a fresh bottle of nail polish....those rainy days that I once feared, I now, live for...