I stopped in to get her. In the minutes that I waited for her, the rain subsided and the rest of my walk was actually delightful. The hill up to my friend's house, while very challenging for me, isn't that long. So for that tiny spell I was in my own world of rain almost as if I had a shower head above only me. I was smiling and breathing it all in; what fun it is to dance in the rain? Ask me that same question in December...I might have a different answer.
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