Summer Diaries: A Beautiful Summer Day
I rushed into some comfy clothes and a pair of flip-flops, and grabbed my keys and went out for a walk. I couldn't wear my glasses because they were useless in the rain so everything was somewhat blurry. I felt the steady but gentle pelting rain and the accompanying whooshing wind through my clothes and hair. It was sensual and felt also very silly and I giggled like mad. Every time the thunder rolled, though, I got a tiny bit scared: what if I got hit by lightening? Would that be a good way to die? (I'm a little obsessed with my death.) I was outside for about fifteen minutes then returned home to a cold shower. When I stepped out onto the porch a little after 8pm to hang my wet clothes to dry, I noticed the dark clouds had given way to a mango-yellowish sunset, and it was still raining, and still windy, and still very breathtaking!