I stand out, outside, on the porch in the evening and wait for the rain to come down.
It’s another day to watch the rain pouring around me. Another day to smell the cleansing rain falling all around me.
I hear the rhythm of rain, a song, playing out loud around me.
Sometimes I want to dance in the rain like I had nothing better to do with my life than feel the rain pouring over me.
The sun comes out in the morning and with the sunshine all evidence of the rain evaporate leaving me wanting the rain to come again.
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