can’t remember the first or last time I felt the rain,
but somehow remember that feeling of being
wrapped in it, being told i’m part of this life and
a slide for all the little raindrops, riding on my arms to
fall and play in the puddles like I wish I could take the time to do.
I miss living life at 2x speed but slowing down to watch the sea crash outside our front door, then rushing to clear leaves from damming our rivers