i don't need an umbrella

One of my first memories is when I was around three or maybe four. During the summer, when it was hot enough, my mom would let me go outside in nothing but my underwear and run around and jump in puddles while it was raining.

It has been raining on and off here, cooling down a bit. And sometimes instead of being couped up inside and doing laundry, I really just want to go and run around in the rain (with clothes on, of course). But I have a feeling my neighbors will think I am a little nutty. Doesn't it suck to grow up sometimes?

{image from The Sartorialist}

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