I listened to the soft, calming pitter-patter of the rain as it hit the windows. I watched as tiny, tear shaped droplets of water came pouring from the sky into my backyard.
Barefoot, I stepped outside and out of my covered patio and into the drizzle of water. I quickly jumped over a puddle of cold dirty mud water, and landed on the hard stony concrete ground in my muddy backyard.
I looked up as the dazzling drops came down onto my face. I could feel them hitting my shoulders and hands. I stood there like that, listening to the rain all around me, watching the sky full of water fall down, and smelling the wet trees and soil.