someday.

your wet hair is matted to your face. it’s so cold when you’re changing that your fingers start hurting, and your toes are curled up because they don’t want to touch the icy, wet floor. your goosebumps become so big that it looks like you have a skin disease. your lips turn purple, and your muscles tense up from shivering so much that by the time you’re ready to get in, all your energy is gone from shaking. the rain drops touch your skin for the first time after you try so hard to stay dry, and suddenly, the rain becomes the best thing in the world. you jump into the haunting pool, realizing that trying to stay dry was just ridiculous. you float around on your back and enjoy the rain drops hitting your face gently. you take deep breaths to take in the cold air. your lungs fill with happiness as every one of your worries wash away with the rain. you put your face parallel to the surface of the water, watching the tiny rain drops splash into the pool in a rhythmic pattern. 

swimming in the rain is the best.