when it rains in california, it pours...

and you can find me cozy on the couch.

I used to like it when it rained.

Where I grew up in Western Pennsylvania, not only did it rain often, but there seemed to be perpetual gray clouds looming over the region for seventy-five percent of the year. But since this was the time of my life where I was “growing up”, and therefore had no actual responsibilities of my own besides getting that week…