Dancing In The Rain

I love the rain. Always have, always will. The way it washes everything away. Makes everything pure again. It's comforting.

Tonight, along with my two best friends, I drove out into the rain to get a movie. "Don't Stop Believing" came on the radio and we turned it as loud as it could go and sung our hearts out. It was just what we needed. If the riffs in our friendship could be repaired by Journey, then they obviously were not as bad as we thought. We were so happy, dancing and singing.

We jumped out of the car and danced in the rain. It didn't matter that we were soaking wet. It didn't matter that is was ruining our make-up and hair. We were little kids again. Carefree and happy. Just dancing our cares away in the rain.