Darkness, pouring rain, glasses that are the wrong prescription, and generally low visibility at night are not a good combination for driving.
The rain literally pounded at the windshield and I was bent forward in my seat, eyes scrunched, trying to see the road, and I saw it! The yellow line! The whole time telling myself, don't go over the line, don't go over the line, you're fine, just drive.
I thought about being nervous. I was wondering why I wasn't nervous about driving in such conditions, and if I should perhaps tell myself to be nervous. But then I realized that if G-d forbid anything happened to me, it's better to be calm about it then to freak out, right?
And so I smiled as I drove, though I could hardly see, and then it started raining harder and I laughed. I love the rain. I love the way it makes my hair look all messy, I love the feel of it on my skin, I love the freedom of it pouring down and blowing all over the place. And of course I love the cleansing feeling it brings, as it washes away all the dirt. So I left my coat open as I walked from the car and I let the rain drench me, cuz it felt so good.
And as I drove with the rain pouring down on the roof of the car, and the streets flooded, and as I drove through the huge puddles which sprayed everywhere (that was the best part, I always wanted to try that!), I said, hey G-d, if you hear me over all this noise, please watch over me and make sure I get home safely. I'm not driving right now, it's You who is. Cuz really, I can barely see, and I don't feel like crashing right now.
And apparently He still needs me down here, cuz B"H I got home safely, and here I am to tell the tale.
This post made me smile. :] I'm glad you enjoyed the rain. I've always wanted to just go outside and skip around in the rain and get soaked, and I finally did it once. I loved the feeling; it was so liberating.
ReplyDeleteIt's a pity I can't enjoy the rain as much when I'm going to school and really can't have my notebooks and papers getting wet.
Maybe it's time to go to an eye doctor and get the right prescription. :-)
ReplyDeleteAw cute :) that he needs you here. I like the change in topic.
ReplyDeleteI think while driving through one of these puddle, you splashed water all over my pianofortical friend TRP as he was meditating on his music.
ReplyDelete“After all, the rain was with me , and in my mind raced the passages of Chopin's ballad with a layer of the distant light dampening that this kind of rainy night brings with it. A night that easily could take me far back, to that far off gaze, seeking fulfillment through a window on the 5th floor, seeking another pair of eyes, or another understanding mind, or perhaps it was just the darkness itself, that really I didn't search for, but found and peered into. sometimes the discomfort is the comfort...
ReplyDeleteand then the car driving by decided to race towards a certain red light, spreading generously the street water (thank you) onto myself. I had missed the bus, chased it for a block, and decided to wait for the next one. Somehow trees make the rain seem much more severe.”
lol thanks for the link, i just read his post. My apologies to him, I hope that wasnt me. I like to splasah for its own sake, but not to bother another person intentionally.
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