Do You Ever Walk in the Rain?

Contemplating eternity in the ripples

Hello, Raindrops!

Do you like to walk in the rain? It’s one of my favorite things to do—provided I’m properly dressed for the cold and wet.

I’m currently in the thinking stage of an essay about how an obsession with efficiency leads to mediocrity in creative endeavors. My current premise is that it is the things that don’t scale, the activities that are inefficient, that lead to creative breakthroughs. I’m still in the very early thinking stages, and statistically speaking, this may be as far as I get with this idea. However, so far, it feels sticky, and this idea just might have the stuff to make it into becoming a full essay.

Who knows?

This idea came from a walk in the rain around a pond and seeing all the ripples that the raindrops had created crashing into each other. I remembered the haiku I illustrated in this post that I had written a year ago, after a differnt walk in the rain, around a different pond, and I thought to myself, I sure spend a lot of time walking in the rain staring at ripples in ponds—what a marvelous life I have!

If I were more efficientcy-minded I would take fewer walks in the rain and spend more time on the dusty treadmill in the garage. But then, who would write poems about the ripples in the pond? Who would make poetry comics about those raindrop ripples?

Maybe there’s an essay here, and maybe not. I still think any day I can walk in the rain around a pond is a fine day to be alive.

Thanks for reading!

Be the poetry you want to see in the world!

Cheers,

Jason