A quick note on the weather...

On Saturday I woke up at about 8 o'clock. I could hear a rustle outside my window. Out of the bed, across the room, to the window, open the blinds, and it is raining. Pouring. Blinds half pulled and I returned to bed for the most peaceful two hours of my rest.
Later, walking to the shower, I stopped to talk to one of The Sophomore Girls on my hall. The Sophomore Girls are a clan of about six girls who decided they wanted to dominate a corner of the third floor hall. These Girls leave their toiletries (all brightly colored, and of the same classic brand) in the bathroom, and, no matter the hour, no matter the layers needed for the weather, these Girls always look good. But, they're quite nice too. Starting with the power outage that knocked light out of Medford, where the residents of the dorm congregated in the hall (only the hallways had light), starting then with conversation over a cake, I've gotten along with those Sophomore Girls.
Right, so I met the black haired one (yes, this will be when I admit I don't know any of their names...) in the hall that Saturday morning.
I, looking out at the rain through the window and the grey sky, "It's beautiful out there."
She, "Yeah, I just want to run outside in it all day."
I smile. Beat.
I, "Oh wait, are you kidding?"
She, "Oh! Are you not?"
Then I launched into my usual speech about the glory of rain, about being able to enjoy it inside with a mug of hot cocoa, curled up with a blanket, or outside as you feel it on your head, playing off your shoulders.
She smiled and said she was glad to finally know someone who liked this weather.
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In general the weather's been rather uninteresting of late. Not much rain, no sun. No wind even. It's just been cold, grey, and dark at 4:30 pm. All the leaves, the yellow, orange, red, have fallen. The colorful carpet has been replaced by crunchy brown. Looking around, skinny branches reach everywhere towards the sky in woeful configurations. The world has become more tragic, melodramatic, and bitter.
At first I wasn't sure how to take this shift, I thought I'd reached fall, and wasn't prepared for this second transition. Now I'm growing steadily fonder of this new era of weather, it takes itself quite seriously.
I do miss sunshine, though I didn't think I would. Walking back through the dorm on the way to a much needed nap, I spotted sunlight on the couch at the end of the hall! I hadn't seen traces of sunlight in a long while. Ignoring the fact that it was in a rather central location, I set down my backpack, took off my shoes, and fell asleep in the rectangle of warmth.