I believe in the weather. Hot summer days at the beach with flip flops or bare feet ,so the sand can squeeze between your toes. Little kids selling lemonade for twenty five cents, ice cream melting down your hands, and sunglasses. Days in the backyard with the sprinkler going, the sun beaming down on your back as you laugh and giggle with your friends.
I believe in cold rainy days that force you inside with a fire going, board games and old movies. Hot coco, chicken soup, and many layers of blankets. Things that fill you with warmth and attempt to take the place of the sun. Days that seem to affect your alertness and have you gazing out the front window remembering the sunny days
You can’t always believe in the weatherman. But is it really them we don’t believe in or the technology they use. It’s not their fault they can’t predict the future. You just have to trust them the best you can. You know this when you live in the Pacific Northwest, your outside plans you worked hard on can quickly be ruined by rain. This is what a plan B is for.
Weather can change your mood in a heartbeat. It almost seems impossible to be unhappy when it’s sunny outside, but when it is raining, you have to find ways to be happy. Weather effects what you eat. It effects whether you hang out with your friends or stay home with your dog. Whether you ware shorts and a tank top or a jacket and sweat pants. The weather decides whether or not you go to the beach or a movie. The weather can control your mood and your plans. The weather is part of everyday life. So, why not believe in it?
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