Walking in the rain, I feel like a grown-up… my steps are faster, my eyes locked straight ahead. I can handle the wet, the cold, the wind—because I finally know how to hold an umbrella without it flipping inside out like a teenager with attitude.

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Walking in the rain, I feel like a grown-up… my steps are faster, my eyes locked straight ahead. I can handle the wet, the cold, the wind—because I finally know how to hold an umbrella without it flipping inside out like a teenager with attitude.