monsoon season
There was a torrential downpour last night in Phoenix. The desert doesn't storm often, but when it does, it is with rage and beauty rarely seen elsewhere.
I stood on my back porch watching the rain hammer down in sheets. I thought to myself, "Wow, when I was younger I would have run into the storm." Then I got upset at the thought of no longer being crazy enough to do the things I did when I was 14, so I put on my bathing suit and dashed out into the street. My brother came with me. The rain beat my skin in hard little pellets and it was so fucking cold, but it made us smile because we realized we were still young enough to do stupid shit like that.
And I want to always feel young enough to do stupid shit like that.
I stood on my back porch watching the rain hammer down in sheets. I thought to myself, "Wow, when I was younger I would have run into the storm." Then I got upset at the thought of no longer being crazy enough to do the things I did when I was 14, so I put on my bathing suit and dashed out into the street. My brother came with me. The rain beat my skin in hard little pellets and it was so fucking cold, but it made us smile because we realized we were still young enough to do stupid shit like that.
And I want to always feel young enough to do stupid shit like that.