Happiness as Anarchy #359: Rain on a tin roof

My parents built a log cabin kit home the year I was born. I grew up listening to the rain on the tin roof and finding faces in the knots in the wood panelled ceiling. I haven’t lived under a tin roof since I moved out of home when I was 17, until I moved last year. Last night’s storms woke me up and I lay there listening to the rain lashing the tin roof. I guess it’s something I’ll love forever – being tucked up warm and snug while the storm beats down on the tin.
Turns out other people like it too – I just found a ten hour clip on youtube!

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