Rain

It's raining. Right now. A soft, steady rain. You can barely see the drops, but everything is clean and glistening. The sidewalks are monochrome - not a dry spot in site. I bet the worms are wiggling their way onto the sidewalks as I type. I feel the same way. I can't wait to run outside, barefoot if possible, and let the rain soak my hair and cover my glasses. I don't know if it's cleansing or primal or what, but the rain is calling me, forcing me to find a way outdoors. I never feel more alive than when the tiny drops hit me and I break into a smile. I can't help it. I love the rain.