Rainy days and Mondays, with sluggish Metro trains

Oh, it's definitely one of those mornings.

I wouldn't mind the rain so much on its own. There's a not-unpleasant sort of melancholy to a rainy day:

I hear the drizzle of the rain
Like a memory it falls
Soft and warm, continuing
Tapping on my roof and walls

And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies

My mind's distracted and diffused
My thoughts are many miles away
They lie with you when you're asleep
And kiss you when you start your day ...

(Paul Simon, "Kathy's Song")

But I also think about that song when I'm missing my friends, even if it isn't raining!

Hey, I've just discovered that I can use a pretty good range of HTML code on these entries. Not too shabby ...