Nothing can put depression in its place quite like a bit of sputtery, Life as a House-type indulgent self-pity.
Especially if its visually and sonically represented. With thunderstorm sounds. And a deliciously sad song that changes daily.
I have to give the makers of Rainy Mood props, because they’ve created a near-perfect webspace for those of us prone to Whartonian bed stints who get texts from friends like: “umm, u ok? y u twittering about ‘breakdowns’ at 5am?” Just click the URL and stare at the soft raindrops and feel awash with relief, because yes: the internet gets you.
Also, if you’re feeling extra blubbery, you can tailor Rainy Mood to your every woe: just go on YouTube and pick a track with the window for Rainy Mood still open. Bon Iver? Sufjan Stevens? Hell, why not go bonkers with some Avro Part?
#crying #sadgirlsclub *Tear, flick* (~_~メ) ヽ（´ー｀）┌
Jessica Carroll is the Toronto Standard’s editorial assistant. She likes reading Boxcar Children books and watching Ingmar Bergman films while listening to Cat Power… Alone in her parents’ basement. She also tweets at @jssckr.
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