Rain
I went back to Chicago over the Labor Day weekend to visit my sister. She recently moved there with her boyfriend, and they were kind enough to host me for my visit. On my first night with them, there was a terrific rainstorm. I was thrilled. One of the things I've missed the most since moving to LA is rain. We don't get much here. We definitely never get the kind of thunderstorms that the midwest does. This wasn't a thunderstorm, but the rain was pouring down loud enough to hear through the open living room window. I couldn't wait to crawl into the sofabed and fall asleep to the sound. I hadn't realized that this meant I'd also be treated to the crazy wind! This managed to knock around who knows what in their old building and did so every time I was about to drift off. Anyway, I did eventually fall asleep. And the moments when I could hear the rain pattering through the window made the other noises pale in comparison. When I got back, I found the following piec...