“I miss you” report # 2

It was raining yesterday. I was walking down town and I realized how much I miss it. I miss thunders in the May. I miss puddles with bubbles of the size of an apple. I miss running barefoot under the poring rain and yelling my guts out knowing that because of this rain nobody will hear me. I miss looking out of the window and not being able to see anything but water that is running down the glass. I miss my wet and soggy homeland. I miss triple rainbows over my parents’ house and freshness of the lilac after the rain. If you live in the semi desert you start to miss things like that.