Things I Wish I Appreciated in my Twenties

Rainy Days

The padder fills my ears, 

thumping away on the roof. 

The window is open,

and I can smell the sweet earthy smell brought with the storm.

 A breeze blows, 

and I can feel wet specks across my arm as I reach for the window. 

The day has a shade of blue and it calms me. 

I close my eyes as my hand still presses against the window. 

I exhale and smile a little. My hand pulls and the window lowers slowly.