outside there's a summer storm, complete with water cascading down from somewhere, anywhere, and the skies provide their subtle reminder that, even at our worst, we are never truly alone. it may be that we can't define what's out there, or just refuse to, but in those moments, you feel like you're a part of something, even if you can't figure out what, or why. most people forget to open their eyes to those moments, or flat out refuse to participate, but i find that sad. where is the flaw in experiencing those moments? where is the risk in allowing yourself to feel the connection to something beyond, but ultimately within, yourself? i think most people try to convince themselves that they are above splashing around in the rain. but i think the truth is that they are simply afraid. and i find that sad.
i hope i'm never afraid to just be in the rain.
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