We were together, I forgot the rest - Walt Whitman
Life passes by and there comes a moment when you wonder whether you're in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself?
How does one talk about seperation? Do we even have the right words to describe something that can be both utterly mundane and completely transcendent, pulling us out of our everyday lives and making us feel a part of something greater than ourselves?
'RAINDROPS ON MY WINDOW' provides an intimate window into the great events and quotidian trifles of being within a couple, giving you an indelible and deeply moving portrait of love in contemporary times.