The rain continues. The day is dark. The wind strong. The ground is littered with leaves and twigs and small branches. It is a day to stay close to hearth and home, to wear comfy clothes and to read the day away.

I’m glad I live alone, not for me but for my non-existent roommate. I am grumpy, another day without my morning coffee. I should go out to get it, but that seems such an exertion. I want the coffee fairy to wave her wand then abracadabra coffee would appear in all its glory on the table in my den. I wouldn’t complain if her wand also delivered a butternut donut.

I like the rain. I love being surrounded by rain falling on the roof and windows. Last night, actually early this morning, close to 3:30, the wind howled. I could hear branches against the windows. Jack, my cat, was alert to the sounds but not for long. He went right back to his treats.

I remember walking to school on rainy fall mornings. The sidewalk was covered in yellow leaves pasted to the ground by the rain. Cars splashed as they rode by me. I didn’t have rain boots, only snow boots, so my shoes and socks always got wet. Sometimes water bubbled out of the tops of my shoes. My shoes would eventually dry still on my feet.

On the walk home from school, my shoes and I would get wet again. I’d change quickly after I got home but usually into my pajamas. There was no need for play clothes.

I grew up with categories for clothes. All of us did. Back then, I had school clothes, play clothes and church clothes. Pajamas were on their own. Now, I mostly just have play clothes.

Where I lived in Ghana has distinctive rainy and dry seasons. The rain comes almost every day. It never interferes with life, with daily living. No one has umbrellas or raincoats. I’d walk to the classroom block, go to town and shop in the market in the rain. If it got torrential, I’d take refuge under a market stall overhang. The aunties in the stall were always welcoming. My house had a tin roof. It made music when it rained.

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