The monsoons are upon us and I'm enjoying the cool wet air and beating rains. There's something therapeutic, almost cathartic, about listening to the angry thrum of the rain hitting your windows, watching it fail against the glass then slide defeatedly down into a puddle.
From Chung King Express:
"Whenever I'm sad, I go jogging. Because when you run, you perspire and then you won't have any water left in your body for tears.."
周杰伦 - 晴天 - so need to learn how to play that guitar opening!