Another Monday or should I say… another rainy Monday!
This day is already the worst day of the week but England knows how to make it worse! (But my 3000 unread emails drove me pretty mad too today!!!) Still wondering? Well, it seems pretty obvious to me that the rain and England are like two soul mates (excuse the comparison… I’m not the grand-grand-grand-grand-… daughter of Shakespeare or Hugo or whatsoever but I still have time to improve all that, don’t I?)
I hate it when it rains! It makes you smell like a wet dog (Hmmm… charming, isn’t it?) and it makes you even colder than you’ve already been! No, really, I can’t see any advantages to the rain… Even if I have to admit that in some romantic movies, the rain emphasizes the drama… or not! (What am I even saying?! Sorry that was the only inspiration of the day! Jane Austen and her Mr Darcy are rubbing off on me.)
No seriously… the rain may become a friend sometimes. Isn’t it Charles Chaplin who once said: « I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying. » And to be honest, even if I don’t like the rainy days at all, they are quite good companions when you’re feeling a bit low. And then when the rain goes away, it is likely that the pain does the same (or not!… but sometimes it may work!) Douglas Coupland himself wrote « The richness of the rain made me feel safe and protected; I have always considered the rain to be healing-a blanket-the comfort of a friend. Without at least some rain in any given day, or at least a cloud or two on the horizon, I feel overwhelmed by the information of sunlight and yearn for the vital, muffling gift of falling water. » And of course we must not forget that the RAIN inspired more than one poet!
But beyond that and HONESTLY, who likes rain? Tttt… I already know what you’re going to tell me… « Marie, you should really get used to it if you plan to live in England! » and my answer can’t be anything else but « I KNOW! » Sincerely, it’s not the rain which is going to stop me! Plus it would be really ridiculous (and pathetic… letting the rain stop us, but where does the world go?!)
Anyway, I won’t go any further today (I think I’ve almost written a dissertation about rain (I SAID « ALMOST »!)… I’m just going to quote David Levithan who once wrote « Singing in the rain. I’m singing in the rain. And it’s such a fucking glorious feeling. » (It is indeed :D)
I hope and I wish everybody to have this feeling when it rains (it’s more joyful than when it’s associated with any kind of pain!)
But above all, my dear readers,
Keep holding on to what you love & enjoy the ride of life ;)