Standing in the Rain

Tonight I stood in the rain. My old fashioned blue umbrella caught the tiny droplets of chilled water and diverted them away from my head. The rain was more than a mist, but not quite a full downpour. It was a peaceful rain. The lights in the parking lot reflected on the slick asphalt surface. I took the moment I had to myself and breathed in the beauty of a simple Friday night in January. A chill in the air, a warm fuzzy scarf to keep me warm, the rain sparkling in the lights. It was beautiful.