Someone, somewhere

I've been late for just about everything today. It's raining. The sidewalks are crowded with people. The fact that it's raining is making them unhappy which makes me even more upset. I stop at a crosswalk and a cold rain drop falls on my wrist. It feels good. I close my eyes. I whip my umbrella down to my side and fling my head up towards the sky, startling some of the people around me. I smile, then grin, then I chuckle until I'm outright laughing, surrounded by a swarm of people. Some of the people around me are looking at me and they're smiling,too.

I don't even care that I'm now soaked.

I just smile even bigger. Because I thought, "someone, somewhere is standing in a hot, dry desert wishing that it would rain."