I'll never forget the rain.
Sometimes when you talk about something too much or write about something so much it makes it not special anymore so I don't wanna tell everything becuz it was one of the best Friday nights ever.
It's one I'll never forget.
Pouring, with the fresh smell that I love so much.
A Freedom Smell. My Nature is My Home!
And Friday night as it is is such a special time, eating around the table and just the whole Shabbat feeling.
So when it was pouring,
Beautiful raindrops landing on our earth
I ran out.
And I looked up and just smelled the air.
And I ran around the street
And I thought about how happy I was.
And how wonderful it was.
And how miraculous and beautiful and utterly dreamy it was.
And it still is.
Cuz I still remember it
And I came home soaked like i just took a shower
Like how all those sexy ppl look in movies with their hair all wet
and their clothes sopping with the natural