the kind of torrential downpour people gasp, "i haven't seen this since_____." i remember only weeks ago, knowing you were coming over, running through heavy torrents of rain similiar to this. tonight, i ran home, arms full of bundles from bloomingdales (a rather bad habit), rain pouring from the sky. when it's raining like that, raining so hard you can barely see and no matter what, you're still soaked--even if you have an umbrella, even if your windows are closed--you have to simply accept it: it is raining and i am going to get very wet. and then a big smile will take over your face.
rain. i'm happy. it's a beautiful thing, especially since the sky is blue. it will stop soon. and my smile, yes, i'll still be happy.