Naked Rain-Dancing Lady
Whenever I get home from anything, I pretty much just tear my clothes off. It’s a routine of mine now. If I’m wearing clothes, I get kind of sick of them. Today was a bit of a special case, though, since there was a warm, sticky rainstorm during my school’s field day. Don’t get me wrong - I like the rain. Even the sticky, icky kind is okay…if you’re not wearing clothes that end up feeling glued to your skin. I wanted to peel off my shirt and frolic in the rain right then and there, but I’m pretty sure that would have been considered unacceptable. I was looking forward to doing so at home, but then the rain stopped! It was tragically disappointing. So instead, I took off my soggy clothes, stayed in my room a bit, put on a dress, and went into the kitchen to magick some cookies into existence.
I haven’t danced in the rain in a while. The last time might’ve been in September. I often hear the rain but can’t go out because I’m in the middle of my homework or because it’s simply too late to do anything but go to sleep.
I personally think it would be quite nice to dance in the rain without clothes. I have never done this, as my neighbors sometimes watch me… But perhaps someday I will find a secluded meadow somewhere, where I will be able to play naked in the rain by myself. And then satellites will take pictures of me, and I’ll show up on Google Street View somehow, and the entire world will know me as The Naked Rain-Dancing Lady.
And it shall be fabulous.
P.S. I AM PRESENTLY IN A STATE OF UNDRESS.