rain

Since moving to California, I've thought it unnatural that it doesn't rain for six months at a time.

Dirty.

Clogged.

Unclean.

Swollen.

Like a woman without flow.

But here it is, October, and it's raining again.

As I sit at the computer, I hear the tippity--tippity-tap of the rain in my rain gutter. And it sounds so natural, as though it hasn't been six months since I last heard it.

And then I realize that it's October.

Seems too early for rain.

This could be oppressive.

I need the sun to thrive -- that's why I moved to CA.

La Nina, I hear.