It rained the other day.
It’d been quite a while since the last rain.
I sat in my corner
watching the drops hit our pond,
and I thought to myself,
“My, it has been a while since I last played in the rain.
I should change that.”
So, I hopped into a pair of shorts and sandals.
I walked out the door.
I felt the instant chill
as the drops hammered against my skin.
My  shoulders tensed up in the cold.
My face broke into a smile.
I ran and stomped and played
in the puddles, brown and cold.
I felt alive again.
It was a pleasant experience.

Despite the number of times the earth rotates on its axis
and spins around the sun,
I’m still here
sipping whiskey at 3 a.m,
and you’re still there
doing whatever it is you do
without me.

For every step I took
she took a thousand,
because she was a comet
and I a man.
What chance did I have of catching her?
None.
Nevertheless, I still tried.