in a hundred words.

I’ve never really noticed how the rain falls. I’d always thought it fell straight down, much like when you let go of a water balloon from a window.

It’s late at night and quiet and all I hear are raindrops. The car is moving and I see the rain reflected off the headlights and it’s falling diagonally. The wind pushes on the rain. It still falls, but not the way we think it does.

And then I realize that the rain is falling, the car is moving, but I am not. I’m still here.

And finally, finally I understand why.