Rainy Days...
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
I just got done walking the dog in the rain. This isn't Washington-style rain, where it's mostly just gloomy and grey with a couple of drops here and there. This is a southern thunderstorm. Odd for January, but southern nonetheless. For those of you from the South, you know a thunderstorm means rain so hard you have to pull the car over and wind so strong you hear the house move.
And yes, I was walking my dog in it. I walked her a few times throughout the day but she was ridiculously stubborn and wasn't taking care of "all her business", if you know what I mean. So we walked in the rain. And she was showing signs of the same stubbornness. And we were wet, and I was beginning to get annoyed.
Then I had an epiphany.
This may sound fruity, or new age, or something like that to some of you, but I decided I was going to appreciate the rain. The gentle tickling of each individual drop landing on my face. The way a single rolling drop melds into a little river running down my cheek. The calm, fresh smell of the air contrasting the intensity of the wind. The way a few little spears of light cut through the dark clouds as the wind pushes them at an Olympian pace. All of the things that I generally miss because I'm annoyed at a dog who stubbornly refuses do what needs to be done.
So I enjoyed the rest of our walk in the rain. And I think I'll try to remember things like that more often in the future.
Labels: All Posts, General Bullshit, Philosophy, Relaxation
posted by Dustin @ 5:04 PM,
1 Comments:
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At January 27, 2008 at 7:38 PM,
Char said...
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alot can be said for walking in the rain...