ahh

This is the first steady, soaking rain we've had in a long time. Actually, it's the first I remember in months, having spent the summer in parched LA. It was raining when I switched off my reading lamp last night. It was raining harder when I rose to turn off the alarm this morning. It's an assertive, unquestionable rain, the take-off-your-coat-and-stay-a-while kind, and it's wonderful. The unmet anticipation of humidity is done with; the gray sky forces the moisture from the atmosphere and pushes it into the puddles.
The rain makes everyone equal for a little while. We all come into class shaking off our backpacks, shoes squeaking on the tile floor, we dart between buildings pretending to dodge raindrops. But there is no issue of belief, of preference, or decision. Somebody else has decided the rain to be here, a truth that no one underneath considers to deny. We either get wet or stay inside. I choose to be wet!