The Main Character

The rain trickles down my window pane. I am thankful I am shielded by the warmth inside. A thought slips into my consciousness, but these thoughts only occur when it rains. Something in me is telling me to run outside with my arms open wide to the sky and embrace the rain. Something in me that says these droplets are different from ordinary droplets. Healing droplets, invisibility droplets, and flying droplets. Rain that gives magical powers. The rain tells me stories and adventures and we both laugh. Only does this happen when it rains, and I feel alone in my experience with the rain. Every time it rains, I greet an old friend and reconnect over times that have passed. The rain listens to my problems too and assures me it is released from the burden of the clouds. I feel the pressure release from my shoulders too.