Rain makes me feel uneasy. Anxious. I think I attach emotions to weather.
Not that other people don’t, but I think I attach them differently. I’ve heard it a million times. Other people look at the rain and think, “Oh, I love rain! I want to dance/kiss/run around in the rain! Rain makes me feel so warm and fuzzy!” You could insert snow into that, too. I feel like other people look at rain and see this*:
and I just don’t. I look at rain and see car crashes and slipping and running away from people and all of the despair moments in rain. I just can’t get myself to understand why anyone would want to be out in rain or snow when it only spells disaster and doom and broken hearts and dirty bodies that need to be scrubbed and scrubbed but the dirt just won’t come off.
*I’ve never seen The Notebook, but I have seen every single episode of One Tree Hill. Fun Fact.