I am a pluviophile.
The mere flash of lightning followed by a clap of thunder thrills me as I eagerly anticipate the downpour. And if I were outside, I wouldn’t mind getting soaked in the rain. Why would I miss that rare opportunity of allowing the rain to wash away my worries, fears, pains, and sadness? It’s my moment to be invincible!
Serenity and rapture. They always engulf me in combo as I began hearing the pitter-patter of the rain and my nostrils take in the rainy scent.
Thus, you can expect the unexpected from me.
This morning, my speech com classes were the witnesses of this intimate affinity with this natural phenomenon. Thanks to one of my students who brought her cosplay toupee on a rainy Wednesday, I repainted their gloomy day as I set a dynamic mood for their tasks at hand. Hahahaha…