Kristal Lee

Umbrella anyone?
Uh, no thanks.

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Instead of hurrying to get away from the rain, I will breathe in the earthy smell as the cold droplets patter against my skin and wash away the day's anxieties.

Puddles fear me. I will splash each and every one. I don't worry about wet hair or wet clothes. Ten years from now I won't remember what I wore or how my hair looked, but I will remember dancing in the rain.