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My least favorite weather is cloudy. Not rain. Rain is, of course, my favorite weather. Cloudy is my least. Even though they're a breath away from each other. I can't breath when it's cloudy. The air feels heavy. The clouds are dark and look like they're descending. Down. Down. Down. Full, but never relenting. When the sky would look like this, my parents would always say, "Looks like it's trying to rain." Now as an adult, I wonder what if it's trying not to rain? I'll say th