Thursday, March 13, 2008
Forty million gallons of water fell from the sky that day. I can remember being on campus in Galway, walking to lunch with friends when the wetness came. Someone had tipped the universe’s water bucket over. I was thankful to have a rain jacket, but it didn’t do much to shield my legs, feet and soon, head, from all the water. I decided in that instant I would take off and run down the street to jump in puddles and catch rain drops. Mascara was running down my face when I remembered you back at home.
Posted by Beth at 1:13 PM