Post Rain

I love that feeling in the air right after it rains. I'm not sure if I associate rain with Spring, or with thunderstorms rolling through Georgia on lazy afternoons or what, but there's a distinct feeling I get after it rains. Especially when the temperature drops significantly. I love it when a hot muggy day has become cool and breezy after some dark clouds and little lightning comes through town. I like it when a day goes from hot and hazy, to stormy and electric, and then to cool and calm.

It just stormed pretty badly here in Chicago. The view over the lake was pretty amazing. The waves kicked up like I was living on an ocean, rather than a Great Lake. The rain slowed traffic on Lake Shore Drive and pedestrians hid under awnings on Ohio St. Our windows were open and a pretty great breeze filled the apartment. It was nice to get a little fresh air flow through the apartment.

Fresh air is funny. If you think about it, fresh air is considered both a physical and mental cure for just about anything. Feeling a little sick, little under the weather, or maybe nauseous? Go get some fresh air. Feeling a little confused, frustrated, or pissed off? Go take a walk, get some fresh air. I like fresh air. I don't think it's a cure for anything, I think it's just kind of cleansing. It lets you clear your head of all your fake or silly problems that make you confused, frustrated, or pissed off. It just serves to remind you that your problems, unlike many people's, can be remedied with a long walk or jog. Your problems can be figured out with a little time to clear your head. So today, I don't have time for a long walk or jog. No time to go play in the park, so some open windows and a breeze of the Lake will have to do. Still, it's a pretty damn good substitute.

Lyrics:
"And if you should lose me
You will track me down...again
Before the summer ends"
Badly Drawn Boy Magic in the Air