Like many kids Rain once meant jumping in puddles, using toy shoves to manipulate mud and the curiosity about why all the worms were on the sidewalk when the rain ended. Playing in the rain, spinning, getting soaked was just fun. Rain rarely ruined plans, you did whatever anyway, it was actually sort of magical.
Today, as the rain poured down for the 5th day in a row and I hydroplaned numerous times on the highway home, narrowly missing a guard rail at one point, I thought 'Fuck Rain!' Kind of like finding out there wasn't a Santa Clause...the magic...is gone.
All good things......................................
