I walk a mile every morning since the gym closed for the pandemic. I have three routes. This morning I was aware it had rained during the night. I chose to journey out knowing there was likely still a drizzle. I put on my raincoat. There was a mist, so I kept my hood up. About 15 minutes into the walk, I came upon a puddle on the sidewalk. I chose not to resist. I jumped in.
A nice interruption to the ritual walk and the ongoing adulthood.