Rain...Better

I write this as an e-mail to myself from my smartphone; one because I don't have Internet, and two because auto correct rules my life. 
Tonight is the first rain I've tasted in months. It makes the sidewalks sparkle, the air sweeter, and it reeks of home. The skies are painted with the color of city, ever changing with the passing street lights and wandering clouds. The sound of "Grapevine Fires" and plops of water from poor leaves that have yet to see, let alone feel, the weight of water, rush into my eardrums soothing my soul. In something that most Southern Californians would run away from, I find myself stopped in the middle of Broadway staring at the purple haze as the water cascades onto my tired face, and embracing every damp moment as it hits me with truth. There is something in the air tonight that keeps whispering, "Breathe," and leaves you standing out there, (even when that incessant red flashing hand is reminding you to stop,) lingering for more. 
These past few months have been the rough and toughest, ever. Tonight, tonight, made everything seem so small. Forget all the expectations, "I could do betters," "I need you's," emoticon smiley faces, "I miss you's," "I'll miss you's," "I'm sorrys," "I'm not sorrys," and motha lovin' bed bugs; forget the drama because life, life is as real as that hole in your shoe that you happen to wear on a walk that you take in the rain. There to remind you, nobody is perfect. 
I have never once stopped to breathe, let alone dance in the rain, and tonight my dancin' shoes were on, (hole and all) and I don't care who sees, because this is me. And things can always, no matter what, get better. And life is as simple, inspiring, and freeing as a misty rainfall in Southern California. Validation for how wonderful, beautiful, special you are should come from within you. This first rain, let me stop and take it ALLL in. What's it going to do for you? If nothing else but a free car wash, your day is still made, booyah! Breathe it in friends. 

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