What is it about the rain that we like so much? For those who find it soothing and great to write to—or to do anything with—what is it about it that makes it such a good ambience? It is the sound of the rain hitting everything around us? Is it the feel of the winds changing with the rain? Is it the dimming of the sky? Is it the thrum of something from above highlighting the features of everything below? Or has it got something to do with the belief that gravitate towards water and the sounds of water because it gives us a sense of peace due to its similarity to the conditions of the womb? I always thought it had something to do with relief. Ever since I was little, I savoured the feeling of relief. On a windy beach? Dig a hole and hide from the whipping sand. Cold? Find something warm to cling to. Wet and dirty from outside? Have a hot shower and get into dry pyjamas. The sense of relief became something fun in itself, to the point where I would sometimes enjoy becoming “uncomfortable” to get that feeling. And I don’t mean putting myself in socially uncomfortable situations, but merely just getting too warm or a bit colder than I would like to, or maybe deliberately leaving behind my umbrella. These days, I mostly enjoy the thoughts, but I still enjoy those ideas of relief. Which is why I think I like to fantasise about survival narratives.

So, for you, what is it about the rain?