"Drops fell and flattened on the tin roof, and rang like little disk of metal"
The sound is quite smoothing while
I lay in bed listening, and thinking. The rain clashing against the roof helps me think alot better. I got out of my bed and walked around, and went towards the window. There I saw the rain droplets on the window and seeing the tree sway. After awhile from looking outside, I started to sway with it. I admire the way the rain adds more character and more color to the outside world. I put my hand on the window sill and watched it fog up. Then I open the window and a burst of cold, refreshing air. The smell is so refreshing and I forget everything around me, no sound, nothing.
