The Best Company

The first drops on the window glass are always the nicest. Maybe it made you jump but once you realized where the noise is coming from, a smile forms on your lips. As the sky darkens and the sound of water splashing on the ground grows louder, you turn off the TV and just look outside. You watch the drops run down the window, getting a little excited when two of them finally meet to become one.

Your attention is focused on this tiny action when the first lightning appears between the grey clouds. You look up and wait expectantly for the crashing sound of the thunder. It takes a few seconds before your waiting pays off. The air is filled with different noises as you head outside to feel the water on your skin. As you open your door the variety of sounds hits you again. It's also probably cold but you don't mind either of these things. You look directly up into the sky while drips and drops run down your face. Even though you expect the next bright lightning and the next growling thunder you still flinch as it happens. The distance between light and noise get smaller and smaller until they almost appear at the same time. This is always the best moment.

You see a few people running to their cars, their houses or any kind of shelter that keeps them save from the rain, clinging to their umbrellas, their kids, their loved ones they were out with. Between the cold drops from the sky you felt the warmth of different water on your cheeks. Tears. You were alone outside but somehow it didn't matter. As long as you can dance in the rain, company wasn't needed. The rain was your best company.