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So much do I hate the rain when it comes. It gives me this unsettling feeling of unease and discomfort. I used to like it once upon a time, at least I think I did. The older I get, the more jaded and the less I remember about my past. Not in some amnesia way, but in more of a did-I-really-feel-like-that way. This building probably is the culprit who ruined it for me. I wish I wasn't so poor, fixing thisroof has become a distant fantasy for me.