There's a skylight at my workplace, located in the ceiling right around the area of the front desk where I sit. There's also a sort of gap in the second floor at that spot, so I can see straight up from the first floor to the skylight. Right now, it's raining pretty steadily, and it's hitting the skylight with the same sound it made on the roof of my house on the first night I moved into my new place. I've always loved the sound of rain on a roof, or against a window; but since that night, it's also become a reminder of comfort, rest, and love. It's a wonderful feeling, and right now, as I've hit a lull in my work and have a moment to reflect, I feel very peaceful.
I love Seattle.
I love Seattle.
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