Rain makes me poetic.

Heavy sheets of rain that block your vision and crippling stomach cramps that bends your body into two - 2 perfectly good reasons to walk right back to bed.

The bed, enticing you with its cool sheets and warm duvet, 2 boxes of Almond Roca close by to be administered whenever necessary, and the love song of rhythmic rain to lull you back to sleep.

The rain and the pain engulfs you entirely until all you see and hear are those in your dream.