| | I always sit in the exact middle of the aisle at movie theaters. It's just one of my OCD tendencies. Tonight there was no exact middle. There were two rows on each side with an aisle in the direct center of the screen, so I sat in the aisle. There were only three other couples in the theater, so it wasn't a big deal. Everyone was polite and understanding. We watched The Soloist...which was good and very sad. Great acting. It will most definitely get at least one award.
When we left the theater at 12:30, after the late show, it was pouring. We stood under the awning thinking, "oh crap." Of course we'd had to park in the back forty...and could see the car way off in the distance (almost every other car had left). I wasn't looking forward to the run out there. I had taken my umbrella out of my purse to make room for the sugary gummy snacks I was sneaking in. God was making me pay. I rolled up my pant legs, I put my hood up over my head, I closed my purse up tight, I made sure my phone was secure in my pocket....and I ran. But to my surprise, as soon as the cold rain hit my face and the wind blew back my hood, I felt so free. So alive. I found myself laughing uncontrollably. I wanted to dance in the rain. (I didn't, because I have leather seats and they wouldn't have handled my sopping wet body very well, but I wanted to) Driving home, I could barely see out of my windsheild. My wiper blades were going as fast as they possibly could. The lighting was giving breif glimpses of the city around me, the thunder was making my heart beat faster. The rain was engulfing me and making rivers out of the streets. I suppose the understatement of the year would be that I like rain. Thunderstorms are God's gift to us. It's nights like tonight that I remember how powerful and awesome He is. I don't know how anyone could be afraid of thunderstorms. They make me feel alive.
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