On the way back from the swimming pool last night, kel and I were caught in a massive downpour. There was nothing we could do – it was about a ten minute walk home, and we were both wearing shoes that were better suited to walking than running.
So there we were, nine pm, illuminated only by streetlights and the occasional car headlight, walking in heavy rain. And you know what? It was great. A few minutes of laughing and being carefree. After all, what good is worrying when you’re being rained on?