Bare feet on the pavement...

Today I took a walk outside just as it started to drizzle.
I wanted to go barefoot, so I could feel everything as I walked.
I felt every raindrop, every rock, every blade of grass...my feet were numb by the time I got home.
I just wanted to clear my mind of everything, and concentrate solely on walking. When you walk barefoot, you begin to notice things. Like when you take a step forward you spread your toes out for balance, or if you walk heel to toe, or toe to heel. (I walk heel to toe, usually. If I walk downhill it's toe to heel.)

More than anything, I wanted it to rain while I was walking. Like, full-out, pouring rain. I wanted to run home in a flash flood. I'm usually pretty terrified of the elements, and I don't think I should be. I thought that being caught out in a thunderstorm would fix me.
Sadly, it only drizzled the whole time. That was still nice, though. Very refreshing.

I want to walk on cloudy, rain threatening days more often. I remember being a kid and refusing to come inside until it really was pouring rain. I could spend all day outside; playing, swinging, messing around, getting dirty. There's not much to do outside as an adult unless you like to hike, which I really don't. Hiking is too much work. When I'm outside, I want it to be effortless.

I need to spend more time outside. To lie in the grass, under sun, thinking about nothing at all. My walk today actually did clear my mind.
I thought of nothing else but the earth under my feet and the impending rain.