Updated: May 22
Written on May 15, 2020
As a child, I never had any issues with rain except during the winter season. The forming of ice makes it extremely dangerous for anyone to get around. Other than during winter, I always found rain somewhat comforting. I would keep playing soccer until I was soaking wet from head to toe. My friends and I played basketball until the court became too slippery, and the risks of getting injured rose too high for us to continue on. Even nowadays, every time it starts pouring, I never really feel the need to rush to my car for refuge; I actually enjoy it. Maybe those old school R&B videos made it cool for a dude to stay under a rainfall. But this past week, I noticed a shift in my thoughts as I took a peek outside. It usually always transported me to a nostalgic state, but now, I have become dissatisfied with that kind of weather. The grey sky and dark clouds are famously related to gloomy thoughts. I wonder if it explains why today’s blog seems so brief and poorly written…
But nah, let’s not stop here and blame Mother Nature for this mental hurdle. The fact that I have stopped playing in the parks and doing sports outside is clearly the reason for my current state. I am fully responsible for how I suddenly feel about those water drops. We can observe something from afar, analyze it through a screen and try to grasp it from a distance for as long as we want, at the end of the day, physical immersion remains a fundamental need. The human experience is still a physical journey. Despite the fact that we seek to migrate most of our activities to the cyber world, we must keep trying to establish mechanisms that will nourish our connection to the outdoors. That is why I am currently on Google searching for waterproof laptops. How stupid. By the way...Do they even make those?