I am at my peak level of productivity when it's sunny and humid and still and I'm sitting underneath a fan.
But when it starts raining I go into a whole different headspace.
The sound of the rain on the roof is like white noise drowning out the little voice in my head reading the text book to me.
The sight of the rain through the window is hypnotic, falling and falling and only changing ever so slightly every few minutes.
Is it so bad that I get drawn to the verandah at these times, and leave my books and laptop alone?
Can I please get an extension?
You see... um... like... it was raining.
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