It's been a day... hell, it's been a week. But suddenly I am thinking back to a night this summer that was really wonderful. I was sitting inside with my sisters- I think Kristen was leaving for NY or school or SOMETHING the next day.... and we were just laughing and talking and packing. And all of a sudden I had this really strong desire to run out into the pouring rain... I have this strong desire whenever it rains mostly because I love how pouring rain sort of covers you like a blanket and makes it hard to see and all you can do is close your eyes and feel it run down your face.
So I ran outside barefoot and started spinning in circles and cartwheeling through the grass... I was laughing and laughing and throwing my head back to look at the stars. When I finally went back in the house I was deliriously happy. Kristen and Tara just sort of stared at me like I was nuts, then without a sound we all went running out the door together. We spun around in barefeet in the middle of the street, leapt ballerina style (a bit failed at that point) and started running and singing at the top of our lungs. I don't think the three of us had laughed that hard for that long in a good, long time. When we came inside we wrapped ourselves in towels and threw ourselves on our mom and dad's bed. They thought we were insane. We are insane. But you know what? That was a good day and it just brought a huge smile to my face.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
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