I like to take walks. Well, I hate them, too. We have a rough relationship, I guess. I hate them when my dog (who's getting up in the years) whines and whines until I take him out, only to dig into garbage and wander aimlessly. However, amidst prying old steak bones from dogmouths (our idiot neighbors barbeque things and toss the remnants on the ground a lot...), I get a lot of thinking time in, and that's what I love about walking.
Especially when it's raining.
I absolutely love the rain. The sound of it on my window, the smell of the semi-wet asphalt of the apartment complex where I live, the feeling of having rain between your toes when you step in a puddle.
And a walk in the rain was just what I needed today.