I love the rain
a year ago
Hearing it fall. I remember when it brought wrought and washed away so much but the rest of my life it brought comfort. A memory. The sound, the memory, the feel of a warm blanket wrapped around me. The rain. Comforting me. Outside as I lie in this blanket of comfort, protected. A familiar feeling.
FA+

I also loved playing games, any kind, while I heard the rain. Seeing it through the window or just see their many shadows of the droplets sliding down.
Oh my! These are all have great good effect on me too.
On topic tho, I like thunderstorms too.