Rain

I'll admit it: I love the rain. I love how it sounds, how it smells, how it feels, how it keeps things so clean and green. I love the glossy shine on pavement and trees. I love the streaks in the street lamps, and the wispy dot patterns on windows.

Even in March when most people are in full-on S.A.D. Mode. 

The train is full of people on their phones. Everyone occupied with some digital domain just poking and swiping away. A quick glance shows me at least three of them are playing card games. This amuses me: years of development, millions worth of technology, and they are still playing paper-rectangle boardgames.

Same way I feel about using a computer to read a book: silly.