Couldn't the Pennies be falling from Coulds instead?

There seems to be quite a bit of wind outside my apartment at the moment. I can't help but think about my time back in Oregon on nights like this one. I'm nostalgic for the rainstorms we would have. I remember one especially when my mom had to run an errand to a downtown pharmacy, and my sister and I stayed in the car whilst the storm raged around us. There was a terrific downpour and tremendous thunder and lightning. It was definitely an enjoyable storm, but sadly these don't happen in Nevada. I've been thinking about my time back in high school as well, and may try to get back in touch with some of my old compatriots, I'm not sure. First, though, I need to survive this week, and then I'll see what I can do about history.