It rained today for the first time since I’ve returned to Berkeley. I’ve missed it.

For some reason, it’s so easy for me to remember this scene of me absolutely drenched in the Colorado summer rain with my gray T-shirt. I was kicking my sandals through puddles in my driveway in some sick bizarre game of soccer … against myself--without a care in the world.

Rain and I have a special understanding.

Whenever I see it’s raining, instead of dressing warmer I almost automatically take off my jacket and put on my squeaky yellow Crocs—prepared to venture back to elementary school and play in the rain.

Umbrellas are for the weak.

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