Wet

Zounds!

The mountains are a beautiful place to train

"No man is an island"/John Donne.

“The monsoons were the real thing; they dissolved things to the bone.” Anjum Hasan, The Cosmopolitans

“The woman is rain, and when she falls, she is a monsoon. To love her is to drown.”

“Jungle rain had no beginning or end; it grew like foliage from the sky, branching and arching to the earth, sometimes in solid thickets entangling the islands, and other times, in tendrils of blue mist curling out of coastal clouds. The jungle breathed an eternal green that fevered men until they dripped sweat the way rubbery jungle leaves dripped the monsoon rain.” Leslie Marmon Silko, Ceremony