Somewhere around here, an old man is snoring
It's not the rain itself I mind so much (although ask me that again if it ends up falling for more than three days straight). Actually, I rather like a bit of rain; I found the sound of it on the roof particularly soothing.
The problem is, in San Francisco, rain almost invariably comes with wind. The kind of wind that swirls around and makes an umbrella next to useless. I'm not crazy about wind under any circumstances, but coupled with rain I find it particularly irritating.
I suppose this may be the universe's way of telling me to get a better rain jacket. Or at least a longer one.
The problem is, in San Francisco, rain almost invariably comes with wind. The kind of wind that swirls around and makes an umbrella next to useless. I'm not crazy about wind under any circumstances, but coupled with rain I find it particularly irritating.
I suppose this may be the universe's way of telling me to get a better rain jacket. Or at least a longer one.

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I comprehend your issue with umbrellas as well. Surely, this is a hint that we really do need personal force fields?
So, in the meantime I comfort myself by reading some Bulwer-Lytton winners. ;-)