I am not going to say “Hurray…, the rain is falling…” But I say “Hell yeah…the polluted water is fucking dropped!” Say your gratitude to Whom makes it fell and say your curse to whom makes it polluted. Been three days continuously rain didn’t stop. In the other part of this country might flooded already at some point and that’s pretty obvious. After the long hard bright hot sunny day shaking everybody’s throat the coming of this miracle heals the souls and put a disaster at the same time.

Rain in nowadays is absolute differ from the old days where it was pure plain water with no containing harmful substance caused by vehicle gas. Rain takes away whatever is floating in the sky and brings it down to the earth together; put an empty bucket and set it into the rain then you will see what I am talking about.

I was doing a little stupid thing three days ago. When I woke up in the morning the rain was falling for let say 2-3 hours and that’s what pushing me to wake up earlier. I said I love to be on the rain so I grab my pants and put it on and run down to the street. I enjoy every drop of rain that falls and try to follow the drips. I scoop the water in my hands up to my face and try to ignore everything about it; I just want to be on the rain. I ran along the street. The rain was so hard and I barely can open my eyes. On my way running all the people staring at me and probably they think I was stupid. I didn’t give any shit and keep running just like what Forest Gump did on movie.

I am not that energetic nor I am into any sport exercise, it’s just something else I always feel about the rain. That’s probably the last time I do that stupid thing, running into the rain. For now, I will only enjoy the rain with my guitar and cup of coffee. Any sweet girl wants to be my guitar?