The Unexpected

The rain was drizzling just lightly enough to feel like a mist-- it was barely stinging when it hit my face.  I was holding my umbrella and my hood was down.

I felt like going for a walk when Mike was heading home so I asked if I could come with him.  When he told me it was raining, I told him that's what rain boots and umbrellas are for.  I didn't know why but I just wanted to talk and walk for a bit, kind of like those nights in Rome.

When we stepped out of the elevator I instinctively reached for the straps on the umbrella and suddenly stopped myself.  Anyone who knows me knows that I loathe rain-- I just find it terribly inconvenient and significantly less breathtaking than the sun setting on a warm day.  But tonight, I stand (albeit slightly) corrected.  The rain was absolutely gorgeous and, for once, I didn't care if my hair became a mess and my makeup ran halfway down my face.

I hope that everyone can take a walk with good company some night, stare at the (very, very light) rain (let's face it, this would be a bit challenging if it was pouring and nasty outside) and decide to simply put their umbrellas down.

"There's something about the way the street looks when it's just rained, There's a glow off the pavement..., And I don't know how it gets better than this, You take my hand and drag me headfirst, Fearless" --Taylor Swift