End Your Day With a Splash

Today I went for a walk in the rain. I invited my roommate to come along with me but she wasn’t too thrilled about getting wet and cold. Although I would have liked the company, I decided to go by myself.

It was wonderful walking in rain. I splashed in every puddle. The puddles were perfect for splashing; the water came up to my ankles. The cold water tickled my feet with numbness. I went for a walk around the neighborhood; a few people gave me some weird looks. I am pretty sure they were just jealous that I was out having fun and they weren’t. I talked to a few people who were out taking sensible walks with their umbrellas. There was a group of people eating dinner and watching the rain on their porch. I talked to them too. By then I was soaked. When I started getting the chills I decided to start walking back toward the house.

It was on the way back when I noticed the worms in puddles. My usual feelings of hatred and disgust were starting to stir in me. I mean think about it, pretty soon they would be cooked to a crisp, and I would have to look at there dead little bodies. SICK!

I stopped for a little while and watched the worm stretch itself as long as he could and just float peacefully, enjoying himself. And I believe it was then when I realized, that worms really aren’t that bad, (I can’t believe I am saying this) they just get so caught up in the excitement and pleasure of being out in the rain that by the time the sun comes up to burn them to a brittle little corpse, they have end their life in happiness(assuming they enjoy sizzling in the sun) .

So it should be with us: no matted how hard we have to work in the dirt and grime of the world there will always be a good rainstorm to make us clean, we just need to take the time to appreciate it. When the sun comes up we are ready for whatever comes next. Whether we make it back to the grass or not, it doesn’t matter because we worked hard, and enjoyed life when we could.

I came home drenched from the refreshing rain, made grilled cheese and tomato soup, took a hot shower and read a book. It was a perfect day.

And I think the next time I see a dead fried worm on the sidewalk, I don’t think I will have those strong negative feelings I normally have (I might be grossed out a little), but, I think some of those feeling will be replaced with more positive feeling.

I am actually greatful to be reminded that I should always look for the deeper side of things no matter how silly it sounds.