Rain falls today from charcoal skies, like a broken pipe spewing water in a room of industrial fans. And, superficial as it may sound, I'm deeply thankful for my rubber rain boots. Purple penguin boots, to be exact. I had to throw my others out - three pairs in three years - due to excessive splitting of the rubber. It's not worthwhile to wear rain boots if you can't splash in puddles, not unless you're wearing them solely for fashion, which I'm not. I wear them until they're holey. There is great pleasure to discover in puddle jumping. Please try it. Then you, too, can add it to your list of thanks.
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