Just the weather, really

So the grey slab of sky has gone, long since replaced by darkness and the thick, translucent sheet that hangs heavily on the world. The shape of light slices through and falls softly against its subjects.

There is only silence as you stand and feel the cool moisture of the air hit your skin, unable to see even the end of the street. The world is asleep; gone.

Does anybody else just feel... At peace, in weather like this? Contented? Calm? Safe? Or is it just me?