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I hope you have this memory too

Running for safety from the slightest drizzle parents calling after ‘it's not like you’ll melt’ but my nana told me i was made of sugar so i’ll sprint while it's still sprinkling finding haven in the backseat just before the downpour

The view of trees and traffic lights blocked by glass glazed with water droplets precipitation plummeting into the world pelting the car, distorting my vision, becoming my view

A cascade of beads the rain and wind and inertia choreographing their dance across the hyaline shield an extremely crowded dance floor the number of attendees changing by the millisecond

Two tears begin racing next to each other gaining stragglers and followers during the descent aiding in achieving the goal of reaching the finish line mostly intact

The community of droplets congregating in eye view, look now look closely, watch how they transform how that one just adopted the bead next to it how one drop just became two how this one just grabbed that one and now there's this giant bubble that just floated off the car but now there’s a string of ten tears in its place trillions of individual hydrogen oxygen bonds jiggling in place dancing with those around them tensioned to the car while simultaneously falling off and out of view i wonder if they remember every bond they came in contact with or if they remember the communal free fall they took perhaps the cloud they were before plummeting maybe even the river or soil or car window previously evaporated from have they come in contact before, you think? shared a dance in a different form?