damn,... that's wonderful, i would love to chill out the entire evening on that cozy couch with a blanket and some hot beverage

Does anyone else feel like you're wearing a mask just to fit in?

I just stare out of the window 🥰😍🤩

Good Night World what a wonderful sound to go to sleep to I'm so at peace

Escuchar el sonido de la lluvia me recuerda esos días románticos, sentado junto a la ventana mirando la lluvia, sosteniendo té caliente en mis manos. La sensación de paz volverá cada vez que se activen estos sonidos. ¡Estoy muy agradecido de que hayas creado este espacio para relajarte y recordar!

Wonderful relaxing and sleeping sounds ❤❤❤

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good night

Lights are down low. Is the shop closed?

Sit inside the coffee shop where it is warm as it is snowing outside drinking your hot cup of coffee listening to the music and talking to people you know have a great day everyone thank you.☕💓👋

2024👍👇👇👇

Can I find this without the rain effect does anyone know ???

I like the sound of rain; it helps me relax and sleep better.

Very realistic both with visual and sound effects. Well done! I love this relaxation video. Reminds me of being back home in New England on a winter's day. Thank you for sharing this lovely relaxing video! 😊

I love the sound of rain; it helps me sleep better.

A quote from the beginnng of the video: "There’s always a sunrise and always a sunset and it’s up to you to choose to be there for it,’ said my mother. 'Put yourself in the way of beauty.” ― Cheryl Strayed, Wild: From Lost to Found on the Pacific Crest Trail

Whomever said this three years ago may you know I have gratitude for your most kind and loving words to all who happen to read them. God bless you and keep you in His peace...

Wow, you’re telling me my literal favorite video of all time on KZbin has gotten an HD render remaster 4 years later, with ORIGINAL music?!? This is brilliant lol, love the improved look of the visuals and how the music really captures the vibe of the first. Looks like I’ll be switching back and forth between the two from now on 😁. This one will probably even become my favorite! It’s just funny because of how much I love the first video, that this is like the most unexpected and welcomed surprise I could get. This means something to me fr 😭🙌 You did a great job with this, I really appreciate the effort you put into it. Fancy New York restaurant lives on 💯

Hi all, i have created a new version of this video with no mid-roll adverts kzbin.info/www/bejne/ql61cpVvmct7mKM Unfortunately the music in this video got claimed by epidemic sound, so I no longer have control of the adverts in this version (ie i can't stop the mid roll adverts in this version so i created a new one with original music)

To everyone who has taken the time to read this article, I extend my heartfelt wishes and prayers to you. May your days be filled with peace, wisdom, and joy. May you find strength in times of challenge, clarity in moments of doubt, and comfort in the warmth of loved ones. May your journey be guided by light and hope, and may you always have the courage to follow your heart. May blessings surround you, and may your spirit be nourished by love, faith, and kindness. Stay blessed, stay inspired, and keep shining your unique light upon the world.

If you are reading this, I want to tell you that everything will be fine. You are incredible, you are unique, you can face anything in your life, you have the strength within yourself to overcome any obstacle, loss or situation. You are not alone, you are loved, you have the right to feel bad and good, you have the right to feel. Be blessed by these positive vibes and live your life to the fullest. I'm sending my love to the universe so that I can reach you

Very atmospheric.

This is an awesome view from your apartment window as the rain falls upon the busy city at night and you sit at the window drinking your hot chocolate and just enjoy your evening watching the rain outside over the city have an awesome evening everyone and until next time this is where you will be thank you.🌃🌧️

Fantastic !!! Saluti from Italy❤

Ahhh! Just got this notification 🌆🎷 happy to have a new one to listen to 💛

J'adore. Merci beaucoup ! C'est dommage comme même que il y a des pub. Même plus de plaisir que de mal 😊

My. Inspiration

Love. Lacey. Grace

Ur. Welcome

This video has gotten me through so many hard times over the last few years - from GCSEs during COVID through A-Levels, a diploma and now uni. smth about it just makes me feel cozy even when I know I have a hard few hours of studying ahead of me 🌇☔🍂

This reminds of News Cafe at Ocean Drive in Miami Beach. Their webcam on KZbin. I might visit

Awesome relaxing and amazing thank you.

So relax, thank you

"The sound of rain is like a whisper from nature, providing a feeling of relaxation and serenity."

TO ALL OF US..WITH MENTAL AFFLICTIONS. IT WILL PASS CONTINUE TO FULLFILL YOUR SOUL WITH US AND THE VIDEOS ❤❤❤

so am 14. Sept. 2024, 15:35 MESZ 8oC im Raum Wr. Neustadt. Herrlich!

That night, the rain poured heavily, and the little girl couldn’t sleep. She lay in bed, listening to the rain tapping on the roof. In the darkness, she felt her loneliness but also a sense of comfort from the gentle rain. The rain reminded her of her mother, who had left her when she was very young. The rain’s soft rhythm felt like her mother’s lullaby, helping her drift into sleep, where her mother was always by her side.

I like this because it still has real music, not that A.I. junk. Sadly, KZbin seems to have allowed (or caused) the quality decay

🌧️😴☺️

Love it!! Thank you!! 💖🥰

📖Short Story📖 *Shelter in the Storm* High above the ground, the modern treehouse stood like a sanctuary in the storm. Its sleek glass panels reflected the dense forest, which blurred in the steady downpour. The rain fell relentlessly, creating a steady, rhythmic drumming that seemed to drown out the world beyond. Inside, the polished wood floors gleamed in the firelight from the modern log fire, its flames crackling behind a glass screen, offering warmth and solace. Ava and Lucas moved slowly, wrapped in each other’s arms, their bodies swaying in a slow dance. But unlike the serenity around them, there was an unspoken tension in the air. Their breaths were shallow, their movements slow but heavy with emotion. The fire's soft glow contrasted the storm outside, but the peace of the moment was deceptive. They had come here to escape. Lucas tightened his grip around Ava’s waist as they turned, his eyes flicking briefly toward the glass panel, as if checking for something-someone-beyond the veil of rain. The fear lingered in his gaze, despite the safety the treehouse seemed to promise. "We’re safe now," Ava whispered, her voice barely audible over the crackling fire. Her head rested against his chest, but she could feel his heart pounding. It wasn’t from the dance. The adrenaline from their flight hadn’t yet worn off. "They’ll never find us here," she added, though even as she said it, a shiver of doubt ran through her. Lucas remained silent, his jaw clenched. He wanted to believe her, wanted to believe that the rain and the height of the treehouse had hidden them well enough. But the events of the past few days haunted him. They had been running, chased by shadows that felt like they were closing in no matter how far they fled. The city had been suffocating-the surveillance, the constant watching eyes. Here, among the trees, it was supposed to feel like freedom. Ava looked up at him, her eyes reflecting both exhaustion and hope. "Lucas," she murmured, her voice trembling slightly, "we can’t keep running forever." He stopped their dance, his hands still resting on her hips, but his eyes locked onto hers. "I know," he said quietly, his voice thick with the weight of their situation. "But for now… we have this. Just this moment." The glass walls around them seemed to magnify the isolation, the rain pouring down outside a reminder of how far they had come to find this small refuge. In another life, this would have been perfect-just the two of them in a modern treehouse, safe from the world, lost in a dance. But now, it was the only place left where they could pretend to forget. Ava’s eyes welled with unshed tears, and Lucas gently brushed a strand of damp hair from her face. "Hey," he whispered, leaning his forehead against hers. "We’ll make it through. We’re safe here-for now." The fire’s light flickered across their faces as Ava buried her head into his shoulder, her body trembling slightly in his arms. He held her tightly, feeling her pulse against his chest. Outside, the rain beat harder against the glass, as if the storm itself knew what they were hiding from. But inside, in the glow of the fire and the gentle rhythm of their slow dance, they found something they hadn’t felt in days: a fragile sense of peace. Lucas kissed the top of her head and pulled her closer, as if he could shield her from everything outside this moment. "No one’s going to take this from us," he said softly, more to himself than to her. They continued their dance, a delicate, fragile waltz of two souls trying to outrun the shadows of their past. The treehouse-so modern, so removed from the chaos they had left behind-stood as a beacon of temporary safety, suspended in the air between the earth and the storm. For now, it was enough. But deep down, they both knew the storm wouldn’t last forever. And when it cleared, the world outside would come calling again. * This story was created using ChatGPT. The prompt was "please make a short story about a couple romantically dancing in a tree house. Its raining outside and they are slow dancing together. There's is a log fire in the treehouse, forgot to say but the treehouse is quite modern, it has big glass panels and the log fire in quite modern. add some more drama, maybe they escaped from something to be there"

Awesome relaxing and amazing thank you.💗🏡💗

What's this? A book regarding video?? I like it...where's the rest??❤❤❤

É a melhor playlist. Ouço desde quando foi criada em plena pandemia enquanto eu escrevia duramente a parte final da minha tese de doutorado. Hoje, eu volto pra esta playlist em dias chuvosos ou que necessitam de escrita e concentração. Obrigada.

I was enjoying this until I found out,alas,there are ads.Sigh.Ruins it.

It’s crazy how people don’t see the power in words. Kind words. These comments have taken me to a place that I want to stay in forever.

I dunno, I mean.... I kinda wanna go inside the laundromat and get out of the rain. :D Next video for that maybe, sitting inside the laundromat and reading my book while doing my laundry?

Are those Christmas lights I see? Are we gearing up for Christmas? While my clothes are washing, I should run next door to the gas station and get some cookies and milk. That'll set the mood.

The local laundromat is where you go to every Friday washing your clothes with other people coming and going while it is raining outside but you stay longer because you don't have any place else to be washing and drying your clothes with lots of change for the washer, dryer and even for the soda and snack machines, just sitting watching your clothes wash, dry, eating candy, chips and drinking sodas, until they are done then you go home until you come back next Friday do some more laundry and you hope it will be raining again have a great week everyone and I'll be at the laundromat again g'night y'all.🏪🌧️

📖Short Story📖 **The Midnight Laundromat** The rain hammered down like a thousand tiny drummers, turning the world outside into a blurry cascade of water. Oliver tugged his hood tighter around his face as he approached the laundromat, its neon red sign flickering "OPEN" through the downpour. He hadn’t planned on doing laundry tonight, but when his apartment building’s washing machines all decided to give out at once, he had no choice. He pushed the door open, the bell above jingling softly, and stepped into the warm, slightly humid air of the laundromat. The contrast between the cold rain outside and the cozy warmth inside was almost jarring, but in a comforting way. The laundromat was nearly empty, just a few machines humming quietly to themselves as they spun clothes clean. Oliver walked past the rows of machines, his wet shoes squeaking on the tiled floor, and found an empty washer in the corner. He loaded his clothes, poured in some detergent, and started the cycle. As the machine whirred to life, he leaned against the counter, watching the rain pour down outside the large front window. The only other person in the laundromat was an older woman folding a basket of clothes at a nearby table. She looked up and smiled at him, her face warm and kind. “Rough night to be out,” she said, her voice soft and motherly. “Yeah,” Oliver replied, returning the smile. “Didn’t really have a choice, though.” She nodded, folding a pair of small, neatly ironed shirts. “Sometimes that’s how it is. But there’s something nice about it too, don’t you think? The world gets quiet, and you have time to think.” Oliver hadn’t thought about it that way, but as he listened to the rhythmic hum of the machines and the gentle patter of rain against the windows, he realized she was right. There was a certain peace to be found in this solitude, in this quiet corner of the world that felt removed from everything else. He watched the red neon sign flicker outside, its reflection shimmering on the wet pavement. The woman finished folding her clothes and packed them into a large, worn canvas bag. Before she left, she looked back at Oliver and gave him another warm smile. “Take care, dear,” she said, pulling her hood up and heading out into the rain. Oliver watched her disappear into the night, feeling a strange sense of contentment wash over him. He was alone now, the only sound the steady hum of the machines and the rain. He sat down on one of the plastic chairs, the laundromat’s warmth seeping into his bones. As the minutes passed, he found his thoughts drifting to memories he hadn’t thought about in a long time-childhood days spent playing in the rain, his mother’s laughter as she hung clothes on the line, the smell of fresh laundry filling the house. He hadn’t realized how much he missed those simple moments, the ones that had once seemed so ordinary. When his clothes were finally done, he took his time folding them, savoring the clean, fresh scent that brought back those memories. By the time he stepped back out into the rain, his mood had lightened considerably. The storm hadn’t let up, but now it felt more like a companion than an adversary. The red neon sign buzzed behind him, a beacon in the night, and he smiled as he walked home through the rain, his clean clothes tucked under his arm. For the first time in a while, Oliver felt at peace. The night was dark and the rain heavy, but inside, he was warm. * This story was created using ChatGPT. The prompt was "please create a short story about a man visiting a laundromat at the night time. It's raining heavily. The laudromat has a neon red flashing sign that says "open". Please can the story has a positive warm outcome"