Isn’t this the truth? I for one love dancing in the rain. It is magical when the rain drops hit your skin and soak your hair. You look up at the sky, close your eyes and spread your arms. Nothing matters. It is just you and the rain. Grounding you. And as the rain runs in rivulets down your body, happiness and a sense of serenity cover you. That’s the magic of dancing in the rain.
reflections of an unquiet mind 