a drive

I've said a million times how much I love the rain. Probably said it a bit too much however, I love the rain. Sometimes something as simple (abundance of s's there, yes?) as a drive toward good food and friends is all that's needed when the regular routine gets to be a bit to stressful. I was able to shovel in the pasta I have been craving for days, though it actually doesn't hit the spot as much as some spongebob mac and cheese would. Some of you understand.