rain

Exactly why different kinds of weather bring certain kinds of emotions, I'll never know though I find myself thinking about it often, especially when it rains.  It's funny how rain sometimes carries melancholy with its breezes and smell.  Not always though-sometimes it's laughter that comes, especially when the flowers are blooming and you know that at that moment, they are the happiest living things-nourished.  I'd love to feel that from the rain, no matter if I'm inside, watching it through my windows or feeling it on my skin outside, running from place to place.  Is the rain the same everywhere for everyone? People who live in the country? People who live in the city?