Walking in the rain...

I love walking in the rain. People tell me that I am crazy to do that but I like it. I like the raindrops hitting my head, wetting my hair, soaking me through. I like the feeling of standing there while other people scram for cover. The rain clears my thoughts and cleans my entire self throughly. The cold temperature adds an extra dimension to my brain, shocking it into life. For me, it never seems to just drizzle, it pours. It is always a thunderstorm. Short and heavy. Wiping everything away. Emptying all my worries. I love it. The rain is really something that I need. If the conditions are right, after the rain, I might see a rainbow.