Raindrops on the Window Painting

My inspiration in this painting is a memory of an experience I had when I was young. I can't remember where it was exactly but I do remember when I looked out the window the scenery was blurry. There were trees, sea and mountain but as the rain poured, they eventually disappeared from my vision. I hated the rain because even though I was just a child, my knees hurt when it rained. However, I also liked it in some ways. When I didn't hurt, I would listen to the sound of rain until I fell asleep. Other sounds would've disturbed my sleep or wouldn't have made me sleep.