This rain is amazing.

Plants are all watered so I don’t have to do a damn thing.

I will have to walk through it a bit later, but plants are watered so they’ll be fine for a few days.

The backyard is filling with water, so they’ll be able to go for a swim if they so desire.

Soon I will have to make my way through the rain. Maybe. It’s stopped. Then again, it had stopped earlier, then started again, so who knows what will happen as the day goes on by?

I know that I don’t. I also know that I’m finding it very difficult to write at the moment due to the coldness affecting my hands once more.

I need finger heaters. That would be great. Keep my hands warm for as long as I need them to be warm, then switch the thing off and put my hands in my pockets so I can help keep them warm when they are not in use.

That has nothing to do with the rain, to be fair, but then again not many things of which I “cover” have much to do with the rain, so at least there’s a little bit of consistency here.

Best anyone could hope for at this stage, really.

Anyway, it’s gonna be fun, or something. Rain is one of those things that gets both imprisoning and freeing qualities imposed upon it.

Of course, we all know that rain is something that comes from above us and falls onto surfaces where it then, over many a drop, provides a quality described as wet.

Wet is, of course, not dry. Rain does not dry things. Well, as far as I’m aware it does not dry things. The jury is still out on that one, if I really want it to be.

That said, usually it leads to things becoming wet due to stuff, and other things.

Sometimes when it rains, floods occur. Sometimes floods do not occur. Usually when it does rain, rain falls from clouds that are above us. Usually when it rains, it falls.

Sometimes instead of rain you get no rain. This is known as a time when it is not raining.

Sometimes instead of raining it hails, or snows. Sometimes there are other things to think about and you can all clearly tell that I’m stretching hard.

This is in part due to the cold affecting my hands.

Worse things in life to deal with, however.

Well, I guess I’ll be seeing soon enough if I will have to travel through the rain. MY hopes are that I won’t have to, but there’s only one way to tell, and that is through the process of going outside. Once outside, I will need to move through space in order to go from point A to point B. There may be condensation that I’ll have to deal with, but only time will tell.

Actually, time won’t say a damn thing. It’s quiet today.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:35:01

My hands did eventually warm up, but it took getting to work for that to happen.
Don’t know why I didn’t post this at home. Had the time.

Oh well.

Written at home.