Nightime Rain

Late last night, I was walking back from the library. Darkness had taken over the night and a slow drizzle was the only precipitation after a heavy downpour just a few hours earlier. I jumped and lunged away one puddle to another, hoping not to test the waterproof ability of my new shoes.

            As I carefully walked back, I took in my surroundings. The heavy rain had left a visible impact. Water lined the outside of edges of South University and gushed towards the downward slope. You can’t help but imagine about the lifecycle of rainfall. When rain fell and got sucked into the steady stream , the droplets are taken far and away. But where does it end? The rain drops are engulfed by a relatively powerful stream that leads to the dark pit known as the gutter.

            One of my favorite aspects of rainfall is the peaceful noise that droplets hitting the concrete make. I have always appreciated experiencing the environment or even the world for that matter through the eyes of technology or human creation. From seeing the Milky Away from the lens of a microscope to watching a devastating storm from the comfort of your classroom.  As I got into my bed and started my nightly reading, the white noise of the crashing of the raindrops created a calming presence within the room. It’s difficult to describe why this particular noise is calming other than experiencing it. I was ccasionally startled by the strikes of lightening and the trialing thunder, but mostly I felt as ease while I soon fell asleep from reading.