Some people feel depressed on rainy days, but I quite like them.
In fact, some of my favorite memories from college were those rainy days when everyone dressed down in warm, comfy clothes, came to class with umbrellas dripping with rain and steaming cups of coffee in hand and tucked themselves up tightly in chairs prepared to take lecture notes. Afterward, we would gather at the campus library for a group study session complete with books and papers strewn across tables, laptops open, and the quiet sounds of whispered ideas, the clicking of keys, papers rustling, and pencils scratching. And on those evenings, I would most often head home to my tiny downtown loft apartment where my roommate and I would eat potato soup and saltine crackers and binge-watch our favorite tv shows late into the night.
So, yeah. Rainy days bring some fond memories back to my mind.