Shake Off the Rain

It's as if an old raincoat is hanging on the coat rack, and the sun is shining again outside. Everything is wet, but already warm, and even steam is rising from the puddles like music. It sounds like something between a confession and a dance in place: a little rhythm, a little tenderness, a touch of weariness - and suddenly it all turns into a soft "let's do it again, but this time with a smile." There's a weariness in their voice, as if it has decided to become care. It feels like the moment you stop hiding under an umbrella, straighten your shoulders, and walk right into the rain - simply because life tastes good again.