Two thoughts on this rainy morning:
1. The past 10 years since I moved from NYC I've lived in small buildings where my bedroom was under the roof. Rainy days were announced by the pitterpat of raindrops on said roof, and in summer I could also hear the rain hitting the trees outside (assuming open windows). Now I'm living in a lower floor apartment in a city, so why does the rain sound so much louder?
2. Last night's debate. It sounded a lot like Trump said (based on his financial history and success) that the US would declare bankruptcy. Because debt.
Both make me want to just curl up in bed all day and not come out.