Is there a more satisfying sound, than the sound of rain attacking a tin roof?
It's 11:24 at night and I'm still awake sipping the remanants of a non remarkable yet drinkable Barossa Shiraz.
Why am I still awake? Well for one, its raining, and it hasn't rained like this for before I reintroduced my ghostly limbs to the rays of the sun. And two, my work in the morning will most likely be cancelled due to the amount of rain.
Looking out of the window I can see the sun flowers my partner and I planted, growing.
God I hope I'm not working tomorrow. Should have gone to bed hours ago. Ah! That satisfying sound.
S