I don't remember being this happy in the recent past.
It's being raining a lot here this year, and it's always been a nuisance. I live on a road that gets water-clogged. I have to move my car to a safer place in the middle of the night in knee-high water. And walk back alone. Sometimes I get trapped at home for hours, or even days. Nothing gets delivered. So yes, mostly it's a nuisance.
But today, I managed to get the car away in time, and while walking back - there wasn't the threat of falling into a manhole. I simply put my umbrella away and let the rain soak me. It was the kind of rain that really soaked me. My clothes were dripping by the time I got back. I decided to put my things away and enjoy the rain.
And I did.
But, I get restless. And I was alone. So in a couple of minutes, I turned back to go home.
I don't know what struck me then. But somehow I thought - what if this were the last time I'm feeling the raindrops on my face? I think I did that 10 years ago last. Who knows how long it'll be this time?
And somehow, everything settled.
I stood.
I let the rain fall on my face.
I didn't need anything or anyone.
No music, no hoopla, no person.
Until the water climbed up knee high again.
I got back upstairs then. I called everyone to show them. No one cared.
I wish I had stayed for a while longer.
