Rain, I understand the earth needs you. Plants, trees, and flowers need you to grow.
I understand that I would die without you.
But usually gray skies follow you and I can't stand gray skies.
And you kept me up all night with your pounding and storming and while I usually like that sound, I don't like it when I'm trying to sleep.
Okay, yes, I know I live in the Pacific Northwest, but this is ridiculous. It's May and you could share a little more time with the sun.