Salad Barbarian (salad_barbarian) wrote in impossible_day,
Salad Barbarian

Wow, it's been over a year?

Over the years I've had some great experiences in the rain. Sitting in a field laughing at others running for cover like the water could do them harm. Walking along the lakefront watching the lightning.

But My favorite time? My impossible day? That happened years ago and it started as a very possible and not that all good day.

It was july and I had convinced my dad to take me to a nearby lagoon to go fishing. Our version of fishing consisted of him standing on the shore using a regular fishing pole while I waded into the water and tried my luck with a net. (There were a few times that I've caught more than him despite all logic.) Being july it didn't take long for me to get over heated but my dad was still having a good time so we stayed a bit longer. Then I started to get really hot and started to complain to dad. He asked if I wanted to go home or go to the playground nearby. I may have been hot but I was still a kid so off the the playground we went. As we got to the playground the weather started to cool down and drizzle a bit. As I always do I went strait for the swings. The rush of wind as I went back and forth always cooled me off so I didn't notice the temperature drop. What I did notice was that the rain got heavier to the point where I was soon soaked and the sound of thunder. It wasn't long before I was cold (not shivering but close), wet, and swinging high on a large metal object in the middle of a thunder storm. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.

Eventually the rain got so cold it turned to hail (or at least it felt like it) and I went back to the car. I ended up going back out for a little while more before finally going home. I've always enjoyed the rain since.
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