Everyone has a fantasy in the rain. Whether its dancing, singing, or kissing the one you love in the pouring rain. This pastel drawing is one of my favorites. Everytime I look at it, I think about my own silly rain fantasies. I think about an old memory of my sister and I running around in the rain. One summer day (years ago), we were splashing in puddles in the street with our bare feet soaking in the mud, in our one piece bathing suits. It was a crazy sense of freedom for us because we knew our parents would NOT approve. We would run around screaming at the top of our lungs, our stomachs hurting from laughing so hard. The best part was trying to sneak back into the house without our parents knowing. Its silly to think that a picture like this can trigger such a great childhood memory. So I'm curious to know, whats your favorite memory in the rain? (Or a fantasy, not too graphic though! haha)
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