The rain affords you some beautiful soothing sights. So when I feel a little stressed or psychotic I begin to look around, and at the way that light plays with the puddles. How the raindrops erupt and flicker in the ray of the lamplight. The colors of the traffic lights on the wet street-top. We're surrounded by beauty if we're really looking, and it's enough to soak it in and let it visually soothe us.
I listen to the tires running over the rain-soaked streets, and count the noises I hear. The windshield wipers rhythmically squeaking against the glass, and how the car rumbles beneath you... with classical music at a low volume playing. Anywhere where you are at any given moment there's beauty, and it may seem so insignificant and pointless to you to sense it, but it can be the difference between feeling terrible and feeling slightly better.
Visually we are soothed, in the rain, by beauty.
Listening we are soothed, in the rain, by beauty.
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