petulance withstanding

It rained yesterday, and it rained today.

Normally, I quite love the rain.

On the way to the bus stop, dead and dying worms littered the sidewalk.

I saved one of them, but I was running late and nearly missed the bus. There were at least ten casualties.

After I let a worm die, it's like a part of me dies, too.

Oh, I do not know if I like the rain.