Fleeting comfort.

There are days when the rain is torrential, a cathartic release that cleanses everything of dirt and grime, tension and all that bad stuff, leaving behind only the smell of crisp, clean air.

On days like that, there is nothing else you can possibly do except have hot soup for dinner, then curl up in bed with a steaming cup of something good (that's probably sweet and chocolatey) and fall asleep in complete contentment.