First off, my sincerest apologies to Three Dog Night if I have infringed upon their lyrics. Still, knowing the nature of that great 1970’s band; I am certain they would not take issue with my poetic license in quoting them!
Some of the greatest thoughts that enter my mind occur on the end of a leash, as I take my hound dog Xena for walks. She was already introduced in a previous post and is the source of much-needed exercise and mental cleansing for me! Late last week was no exception to the trend she and I have established.
On our way back home from what was already a two-mile trot; we were surprised to get caught in an unexpected light rainfall. Xena immediately turned towards me as she shook the miniscule droplets off of her back; pleading with me to make it stop! You would never guess that part of her lineage includes water dogs!
A the rain fell on my face, I was at first irritated. Taking a few more steps I took a deep breath and not only smelled, but tasted a certain freshness. It had been a long time since I had really allowed my senses to take in the wonder of rain falling! There was a certain sense of refreshment and renewal in it all.
Closing my eyes briefly, I was transported to a time long ago! Suddenly I was a child again, running in the backyard through a torrential downpour! Of course I was not wearing a coat and puddles were being disrupted by my eager feet. Ah, those were the days; when I had little sense of responsibility and every moment was an opportunity to learn anew!
As we rounded a corner and started the final leg back to the house; I thought about what the rest of the day had in store for me. There were bills to pay and jobs to apply for. The type of C-level jobs that I ave eld in te past do not grow on trees. I am not looking for any type of pity for my situation, but my career level as its unique challenges! I longed to be tat child again; risking pneumonia all for the thrill of playing five more minutes in the rain!
By the time we got home, both Xena and I were soaked. I took off my coat and stared at the rivulets that were streaming off of it. The fresh smell of the rain was still wafting off the fabric. For a few minutes on tat afternoon, I had managed to escape the trials and tribulations of adult life; I had been liberated by the innocence of childhood! It was a shame that it could not always be that way!
The thought rolled around in the caverns of my mind for a while. Who said that is could not always be that way? Who said that I could not maintain a healthy balance between grown man a wide-eyed child? I spent the entire weekend in that realm where carefree and responsible meet! It was the two most gratifying days of my life! Needless to say, I am watching te weather reports closely; eagerly awaiting the next forecast that calls for rain! Until then, it is just Three Dog Night and me!