As I sit here typing this, the rain is falling. Normally, I would be enjoying this weather, but I cannot smoke without ruining my pipe, so I have become morose.
When I left Utah, it was bright and sunny. California’s weather is the opposite right now. In fact, CA hasn’t seen this much rain in a decade or more, or so the newsman tells me. My mother said the clouds are welcoming me home with my favourite type of weather. It would be nice if they could go away for at least an hour or so, so as to allow me one bowl. I am not complaining, however. Living in the desert has made me love the rain even more; like a man who’s well as run dry and he had to beg and borrow to get a drink.
I am very content with my weather now
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