People start to hurry, someone hides under an umbrella, someone laughs, running through puddles, and someone just goes on, not paying attention to the drops at all. And every time I catch myself thinking that the rain seems to show what we really are.

I like the smell after the rain. I love the sound of raindrops tapping on the window. I love evening walks when the air gets fresher and the city seems to breathe differently.

And also... it always seemed to me that rain is very romantic. There is something special about walking next to a person under the same umbrella. Or even without it. Just laugh, get soaked to the skin and then drink hot tea together. It seems to me that such moments are remembered more than expensive gifts.

Sometimes the rain seems to remind you that you don't have to be afraid of minor inconveniences for the sake of beautiful memories.

Do you like rain?

For what exactly? For the smell, for the comfort of the house, for walking, for the thunderstorm... Or are you one of those people who immediately start dreaming about the sun?