Leaden Rain Clouds

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"The skies look really pretty." I said to myself. The skies are cloudy and gray. The sign that it will rain soon. I wouldn't need to water all the plants. I grab an umbrella beside me as I head to work. Closing and locking the door behind me.

Work goes through smoothly, everything going as usual. I look out the window seeing rain pouring down. The streets are getting wet, people opening their umbrellas. People running and finding shelter from the rain. I stare out for a while enjoying the sounds of rain going around. I could smell the rain already. The smell of wet plants. The cool air of the night after the rain. My shift ends not so long.

I walk back home slowly with an umbrella at hand, listening to the noise of the rain pittering and pattering on the ground. As I arrive home, I get cleaned up. Taking a nice warm shower, getting a cup of tea ready. Sitting on my couch beside a window. Holding my tea, the steams coming out. A book sitting on my lap, waiting to be read. I put my cup down, as I picked up my book to read with the sounds of the rain.

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