Published: August 15th 2025, 8:40:38 pm
Sometimes rain whispers its stories right into your ears. Drops tap against the glass, and the city seems to be covered with a thin gray blanket. πAt such moments, everything around becomes soft and calm, and a strange feeling of warmth arises inside. π€€I love it when I can just sit by the window with a cup of hot tea, listen to the world fall asleep to the music of the rain, and not rush anywhere.ππ₯°