the world is taking a nap?

I'm here at work and its raining outside. I only know this because the copy room has a window. They normally don't allow windows in Medical record offices. I, like a lot of people, like it when it rains. Its hard to explain though, without giving some generic goth-like answer. Its daytime, but its dimmer. Your eyes don't have to adjust so your first veiw of it is easier than direct sunlight. The rain creates that white noise that most of us like to have around. The pattering of the droplets hitting the puddles over and over again and the occasional wind creating small waves seem like something that could be watched forever. Even thought the rain is constantly falling in the same place, its always a new rain drop falling in just a slightly different way. Generaly predictable yet specificaly random. Then there is the lightning. Of all the violence on TV and in the movies, and of all the things that have desensitized us, a good crack of lightning close to us can still make our hearts jump and get our adrenaline running. That is power, beautiful chaotic power. The rain helps remind us of something. It helps us interact with the world and with nature. Its like the world stretches out this huge hand and it is petting us like we are a cat. Rain and storms can be harsh and unforgiving, but they are always unbiased. There is no descrimination. It will rain on anyone willing to step out into it. It helps to wash the day away. When it rains, more than just water flows. I part of you flows, too. It helps to bring you in, and remember yourself and those close to you. The joy of rain has been lost to a lot of youth today with the ease of the internet and television to take our minds away from the outside world. I can remember when I was a child growing up, the rain was like a presidential speech. When it was on, it was on every channel, and you either watched it with your whole family or whole family did something to pass the time, but whatever your choice, the important part back then was that the family did it together. Rain was like that. There was no avoiding it. There was no turning it off of zoning it out. If you didn't want to stare at the rain, you broke out the boardgames or the cards and you did something together. Even though the rain was outside, it was that very water that created the conduit in which you connected. I can still remeber rainy days as a child and thats why. They are exactly the same as they were back then. They look the same. They feel the same. The water is still cool and refreshing. I still get a tingle up my spine when I first step out into it and soaked. I think it would be so great to see people all dressed up in golashes and rain coats outside the office jumping up and down in the puddles and laughing with each other. Laughing. Rain can make you laugh. When was the last time you laughed in the rain? Looking up seeing the rain coming down from the sky and closing yours eyes just before the droplets splash on your cheeks and a little bit of the splash tickles your nose and you look down for a second to let the water drop off you face and open your eyes a little and grin really big and you look back up with your eyes closed and you open your mouth and laugh. Laugh at how great it feels to be alive, and standing in the rain without a single care in the world and, for a precious few moments, you are a kid again... and you have permission to splash in as many puddles as you want because when you are done and your nose is a little numb, you can go back inside and there is you mom waiting at the door with a big fluffy towel fresh out of the dryer and she wraps it around you and dries off your wet hair and wipes off your face and that big fuzzy warm towel brushes up against your cold nose and wakes your face back up and it is just a feeling of peace and security and warth and happiness that you never forget. Even if it didn't happened to you, after reading this you will never forget, because for the last few moments, you were that kid, and you knew how it felt to laugh in the rain. That is why I like it. That is why everytime I see it raining outside, I stop by the window and take a moment to watch before I continue with my day. Before I go back to my voicemail messages and my e-mails and my paperwork and my flouresent light bulbs and my computer screen. Before I grow back up. I think I'm going to buy some Golashes today.