6-28-14
I’ve never really minded rain. Even when I was in college, walking between classes with my umbrella that kept my hair dry but still let my jeans get soaked up to my knees, it usually didn’t bother me. Of course, I didn’t particularly enjoy sitting in wet socks and tennis shoes trying to focus on a lecture while the air conditioning educated my toes about the meaning of wind chill. But I noticed something; I tend to notice odd things. Rain somehow made everyone take themselves less seriously. Some people would be grumpy. But many people would be quicker to offer a stray greeting or casual remark as we shook rain off umbrellas outside front doors of the large brick buildings. With brightly colored circles dancing across campus, it looked and felt like a different place. All in all, not a bad trade off.
