Rain…

        everytime I think of rain, I remember the one Christmas where we ate In-N-Out for multiple days in a row. I do not know why we did. It was good every day. But after those days, I realized I did not want In-N-Out for a while. I of course have eaten it still since, just not that many days in a row. But everytime it is rainy around Christmas, or whenever I eat In-N-Out while our Christmas tree is up, I think of that time. It is such a weird thing to remember, but I do. I remember a lot of small random moments and things. I do that a lot. It means even more if it has a special meaning to me.