"Iiiiiiiiiiii love to feel the rain in the summertime..."
Serious rain reached Portland this weekend: from drizzle to driving rain on Saturday, a water-wall this afternoon. I had at most sprinkles to contend with as I headed home (I'd gone up to Big-Ass Sandwiches, as I like to do) and had reached the porch of the house where I lived when two things happened: a neighbor cat who acts very friendly bounded onto the porch, likely hoping to go inside, and the skies opened. I wanted to do something to divert and distract the cat, so I put down my backpack, said to myself "I was going to change clothes anyway," and walked out into the downpour. That felt goooooooooood. And successfully diverted the cat, too.
In lieu of a photo of the actual moment, enjoy this recreation (meaning: stock photo) with a hot woman in place of me:
You may also choose to enjoy the Alarm singing about the feeling: