it starts with enjoyment. you love it. feel refreshed. boy oh boy rain is supercalifragilisticexpialidocius!
then, like everything, too much of it starts to irritate you. make you paranoid. scared. less bold in outfit choosing.
then comes the part where you're really miserable. you scream inside your head "gimme a break!" or "what's the big idea, buster?", although it serves no purpose.
well, at least that's how it is for me now.
p.s. "getting caught in the rain" has lost all its romantic interpretation.
p.p.s. either it's been raining for too long or i'm too keen on my sandals.
p.p.p.s. both affirmations above are true.