Today started out as a normal morning - coffee, work, phone calls. And then it abruptly started to rain. A real spring downpour - warm, fresh, with the smell of wet earth and freedom. I walked out of the store and realized my umbrella had been left at home. People were rushing for cover, and I suddenly decided - why not stay out in the rain?

I walked slowly, through the drops that ran down my hair and cheeks, as if the rain was washing away not only my makeup but also my tiredness. People looked at me surprised, but I just smiled. It felt warm inside.

At that moment, I remembered my childhood. How my friend and I used to run barefoot through puddles, laughing, falling, getting up. And somehow it was then that I felt truly alive.

Why do we so often shy away from being real? Because sometimes you just have to stop, breathe in the air, get wet and realize - life is beautiful even in raindrops.

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