Rainy musings.

I'm standing beside my living room window and I'm clutched to the warm heater. It's so cosy. I am studying on the dining table, learning the muscles of the forearm. It's relatively difficult, because they are so many to learn. I am still struggling to pronounce the coracobrachialis muscle. I don't even think that is how it's spelled. So, I've been sitting there continuously repeating it like a plank, and unfortunately - I am still unsuccessful because it's such a mouthful! Blah... at least my flashcards are looking bright and pretty. But, I'm sorry flash cards but my attention is constantly being diverted.

Because it is raining.

I love the rain. Many others dislike it because they feel it brings about a state of melancholy and gloominess. But I find so much comfort in watching, and just listening to the sound of the rain drops fall, one by one. It is sort of like a refuge for me, much like a momentary sanctuary. I can unwind and I feel like it just provides an opportunity to sit back and reflect deeply upon things.

On days like this, I feel to walk outside and just relish in it. Lift my hands up high and twirl around - enjoying even the greyest of days. People back home in Pakistan, are walloped with excitement when clouds begin to come in. I remember my little cousins running up to the open roof, at the top of the house and just revelling in it, coming back in soaking wet. But, the mere enjoyment and thrill they sought from it, their faces all gleaming - was just priceless.

Ah rainy days, hot chocolate and muscle learning on a wednesday afternoon. I loveth it.

Okay... I've just completely trailed off, talking about rain. Well, I guess this will be an educational blog, intertwined with my random emotional turmoils. Haha.

Okay my fellow peeps, back to anatomy I go

Toodles!