Walking down the hill with the rain in my face

Here we are, the first day of Daylight Savings Time. I woke up at 7:30- thought about sleeping more, but actually felt pretty awake. The rain was tapping on my window, and the light was beckoning me to climb down that ladder and start this day with a lovely cup of tea.
I caught the latest episode of The X Factor, squealed, cried and was a little perplexed bordering on annoyed- Wagner? Reaaaally??- but loved it all. The rain is still falling, more tea is in the kitchen, whispering my name with that lovely accent.
It was 10:00.
I've already been up for hours... what to do?
I put on my boots and my coat, purposefully leaving my umbrella behind.
A walk in the rain... for pleasure!
NOW. This is quite a big deal... working in a crap neighborhood for so many years made me not enjoy walking in San Francisco. Too much completely undesirable human traffic... I was just not interested in taking walks for fun because it always involved something gross.
Yes, I took a pleasure walk in the rain.
I had this idea that I wanted to go to Wags and see the doggies- but I wasn't sure if they'd be open....

Look at the "Nana" dog, looking up at me! I love dogs. They always make my day better.
Went to Cheese Plus, got some Yorkshire Gold (drinking it now, mmmm) stopped at Millers for a breakfast. Hair like a wet mop, coat soaked, and boots that happily found themselves to puddles. I kept walking even though I was close to home; up Sacramento to Leavenworth just so I could walk back down it and feel the rain in my face.
Why do I feel compelled to record the events of this morning?
I feel pretty good. I've had some uncertainty with stuff lately... but I believe I made the right choice for myself, and I'm experiencing positive changes already.
The rain washes so much away- it cleans the air, the streets ... and sometimes,when the sky is grey, you really can see things much more vividly.