Rain delay.

Cradled by the white noise of the raindrops as they fall, I curl up beneath the soft warm armor of my blankets and rest. The cool air caresses my exposed face like the other side of the pillow. I stare at the grey sky through my window, a monochrome expanse of precipitation, and I breath it in. A long, rejuvenating sigh releases tension from my addled body, and I can feel myself go limp. I haven't yet risen for the day and it's already time to nap.