right as i finished running today, it started to rain. its so rare that it rains here, but when it does, it pours. it was nice to have my cool down walk in the rain. by the end of it, there were some very large and tempting puddles all over the ground. thus i was forced to extend my walk, those puddles being far too enticing.
i really like to lay down on a space of pavement right as it starts to rain. and let the rain pelt into my eyes, as i tried to keep them open and stare up into the falling droplets. i wait until both the pavement around me and i (or at least, the front of me) are completely soaked. then i stand up. there, almost branded into the ground, is a meredith sillouette, which i sit and watch as it slowly disappeared into the warm grey of wet pavement.
i dont like to use umbrellas. i dont mind my hair being matted to my face from the rain. it doesnt bother me when my pants are so weighed down by the water thats saturated into them up to the knees. no puddle is too shallow. and certainly, no puddle is too deep.
i want to marry a cowboy.
Listening to: "scratch bass" - lamb