It's A Rainy Day 🌧️

It's raining outside, and I haven't even gotten home yet. Drop by drop, the rain is pouring onto the floor of my car. I feel purified and good. It's raining, and autumn reminds me of itself. It reminds me of childhood, fresh, filled with bliss and joy.
What a pleasant feeling. And the rain... It always reminds me of running through puddles and that pleasant feeling that by raising my wet hands up, along the transparent threads of water, I can reach the sky. Every time it rains and I walk in the rain, I feel happy and reborn, as if raindrops have the magic to wash the world and people. Again, like every time it rains, I want to jump from puddle to puddle to the horror of passersby and call upon the pearly droplets running down my cheeks. I want another minute of carefreeness, I want to hear the rustle of the leaves and their whisper on the parched, thirsty earth. I want to be like you, rain, radiant and unique.