Not just the scent of rain, I love the sound of rain. The tapping on the windows. The pitter patter on the roof. The splashing as it forms puddles in my flowerbeds.

I love the feeling of rain. The way it immediately cools the air around me. The way it falls on my head. I could pass on the wet socks, though.

I love the sight of rain. The way it darkens the world a little. The way colors pop when the sun comes back out. The way the flowers are always just a little brighter for having had a quick soak.

There is basically nothing for me not to love about the rain.

Born to piss is cute

Like the scent of freshly cut grass, until you realize they produce it as a call of distress.

I think this is actually wholesome haha. Well, maybe not the Twitter handle. But like, yeah.

I like trains

do androids dream of electric sheep?

Same! Another classic is
"it's okay to be uncontrollably emotional today and to barely be able to order my coffee without bursting into tears"

We're just silly little humans 🥰

My nostalgia for the little things in nature are honestly one of the most meaningful things in my life, and often something as simple as the sound of leaves quietly rattling across the ground on a damp autumn night evokes a deeply spiritual feeling.

I love... lamp

I hate to be that guy, but the next link down on my feed is about Israel branding the foreheads of Palestinian prisoners.

So humanity is really no great shakes, but the trees do look beautiful.