The magnificence of rain can be subjective. Some poets and novelists perceive precipitation as a sad, melancholic event while a few others describe the weeping of the sky as a beautiful, soul-pacifying event. But, I'm not here to create a geographic rainfall documentary, am I? Nope. That's not what my life's about. I'm here to spill some tea, or is it coffee? Alright! Alright, I mentioned rain because I love rain... and my life does feel like a drizzle of rain and a few rumbles of thunder. Okay, maybe too many rumbles of thunder... Probably a soul-wrecking hurricane.