I wish it rains. The clouds can play cotton-wool and help me dab my eyes, the lightening, can make me forget everything, jolt my system and have me staring, wide eyed in wonder. The trees shall all get uprooted and colonies drowned out in blackness with load-shedding at bay. I wish it rains. The earthy smell shall make me forget all the pain and the water shall stream out of my system wetting my eyelashes in the process. Like a dream come true. I want it to rain.