Rain is Here

Last night I drove home from an event, and was greeted by the sound of rain, that sounded like popcorn popping on my windshield. I was tired from the day, and I was tired of the same ole music on the radio, so I turned off my radio. I pulled the car over. I cracked my windows to take in the cool smell of fresh rain.  I just sat in the dark on the side of the road, and listened to the rain pop, and thought about my childhood, the time when I could run outside with no shoes on, stare at the sky, and lick the rain!