I love rain. Rain is one of those things that never bothered me, not even when I have to go outside. I'd get soaked with rain any day over feeling sticky with sweat all day. I'd rather smell like wet dog than feeling the nausea and headache from very hot day. The sound of the rain is the very best lullaby if I'm trying to sleep, and the best soothing sound if I'm trying to focus. The smell of rain makes my brain and my heart so happy I rarely have a bad day if it's raining. "Bad weather" for me is a bright, frying sun over my head, while dark, heavy clouds over my head and a bit of wind, telling me rain is coming soon is the best weather...

...and when it's raining, no one notices you cry. It's a moment of extreme vulnerability to cry in public without judgement or getting any attention, since your face is wet, so what of it? In moments when you feel like you're about to drown on dry land, pouring is a relief.

Rarely I manage to capture a feeling like I did in this drawing, and that's why it is one of my very favourites, even though it is very old and very faulty. This image speaks of itself and it is all I wanted from it.

Let it pour.