In a Mood to be Moody

If I were a wishing type of person I would wish for the rain to come. I would wish for the skies to open up and unload their fury right outside of my windows.

You know that unfortunate character in cartoons that has a rain cloud follow him around all day to illustrate his misfortune? I want to be that character.

I would like to wake up in the morning to an almost deafening pounding of rain on the roof below my window. I want that rain to follow me onto the bus. I want it to trail me to my work. I want people to stop and look at me and my rain cloud and offer me an umbrella, as if that could actually shelter me from such a downpour. I want that rain to drench me to the core and drip off the ends of my stringy hair.

I want it to rain so hard and so constantly that there's no way that the following day couldn't seem a little brighter in comparison.