Tonight is a full moon and although I was really looking forward to setting camp on my roof and starring at the sky for hours, it is pouring rain for almost two hours now and there is no moon to be seen, it is way too cloudy. But I always enjoy it when it rains. In a weird way it makes me feel more alive, more aware of my surroundings and it feels as if the rain washes away everything. All feelings, all unpure thoughts and all remains of human actions in the conscience. It cleanses the air, it is like a sacred ritual, held during the most mystical hours of history.
This is what rain sounds like in Athens, Greece.