Existential Thought 105 – When it’s Raining

When it’s raining and you have no jacket, you grab your babe’s hand and run with bliss.

You run to feel the raindrops, you run to hear the splash on the ground.

You get all wet.

Your feet are mush.

But you and your babe run laughing away.

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