A drop on my palm, as I hear the rain rush towards me.  The horizon looked foggy; a strange sense of contentment filling my veins, I found myself standing alone as the drops sent chills down my spine.  Drenched in my thoughts, I wondered how carelessly the drops fell from the sky, high above, higher than my thoughts could fathom. I wondered how, these drops of rain, without any fear or the knowledge of how hard they would hit the ground, just fell. The sensation of the drops hitting my bare face was profound. It made me think, why my fellow humans were trying so hard just to hide from the rain, while I could not find myself to deny these simple pleasures of life. 


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