I Can Stand a Little Rain

I don’t know what it was about riding a bike in the rain today—with very little brakes and having almost wiped out turning a corner on a rain run off (thingie?)—that not only didn’t piss me off but actually had me slightly smiling like a mad man. But I’ll be damned if I am going to sit here and try to think of a reason. Sometimes feelings about a feeling aren’t even necessary and it’s just best to allow the original feeling to exist on its own. But the fact of it is that I was even willing to stop off and do some food shopping and lugged home the bag willingly even though the rain had yet to subside. The open air can always have an intoxicating effect if one simply lets it.