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today it rained heavily in the afternoon, it was hot inside the house, so i went outside and stood in the front yard
for a while, it was flooded, slightly but still, the droplets of water sliding and hanging off the metal bars of the
fence looked so pretty, the clear water of the puddles was so beautiful, the sound of rain falling on the ground,
on the hood of the car, and of the streams flowing down the roof, it all sounded so calming, the green wet grass
atop the dark brown wetted soil seemed colored by a joyful child, when i was little i loved rain and i stayed out
playing in it with my grandmother and observing how the water interacted with everything it could interact within
my front and back yard, until my mom told us to come inside, i would then run back and forth all the windows in
the house to keep looking and listening at the rain, i would do that every time it rained, yet today i realized,
i hadnt done so in years, i couldnt even remember the last time i did it, i liked looking and listening and
smelling the rain, i love the rain, i cant believe i couldve forgotten.
i realized that, back in those days when i would always go to watch the rain,
even expect for the next downpour, i was so free, so happy, i had absolutely zero concerns or responsabilities,
everything was covered for me, i was even bathed by my mom i hadnt even the need to do that, and everyone i loved
was still alive, my two grandmas, my two grandpas, my dog, my first cat, i was completely free and absolutely
utterly happy, it is so ironic, those first 4 years of my life, where the happiest, freest years of my life, and
probably of most humans' lifes, never ever again will i ever experience such lightness of life, never again,
just 4 years, thats all i got, and worst of it all, those happiest years are also the ones i remember the least