Where I come from, we don’t have winter – instead we have monsoon.
As a little girl, it was my favourite time of the year because I didn’t have to leave the house.
As an adult, my sentiments have yet to change. Even now, I’d sit on the swing to watch the clouds transition; I’d listen to the winds as they started to make music with the wind chimes hanging from my mom’s balcony; and when the time is right, I’d wait with my eyes closed for that first drop of rain to touch my face because I knew, even as a little girl, that there was something magical about feeling that first drop hit your face instead of hearing it hit the roof.
Jynx Frostbyte 