rain and absurdity

Out of nowhere tonight it began raining...nay, pouring. The rain smattered and pattered against my window. I was sitting on my bed and suddenly, I had an urge to be one with the rain. And so, I did. I put on dirty clothes and went outside to hydrate my soul.

As I lay in the middle of the soccer field outside my dormitory, in the mud, with my eyes closed and the rain pouring down my face, I became very aware of the responses of my body. Have you ever thought about how we've become such a highly sensitized society. We run to get in out of the rain to keep our clothes and faces and hair dry. But yet, we'll wet our faces and hair in the shower and put our clothing in the washing machine. Absurdity.

Look people, rain is a beautiful thing. The water cycle is AMAZING. People are always bitching about how it rains too much or about other types of weather. Well, first of all, if we didn't have weather then what the hell would all of you dry-hair-obsessed-people talk about for the rest of your lives and secondly, I would have no inspiration for poetry. And thirdly, and most importantly, the world would die. There would be no vegetation, no humans, no animals, no fishies, not fishing, etc.

Ok, I feel much better now.