tears in rain | WIL WHEATON dot NET

I walked out of the loading dock, through a cloud of rotting garbage, and into the alleyway behind the theater. A curtain of rain fell between me and my destination, a little over a block away. “Do you want to wait here, while I get you an umbrella?” Liz, the producer from Wizards of the Coast, asked me. “No,” I said, stepping into the rain, extending my arms outward and turning my palms and face to the sky, “it’s been so long since I felt rain fall on my body, I’m not going to let this opportunity pass me by.” I walked down the sidewalk, surrounded by other PAX attendees. Some were not bothered by the rain, while others held up programs and newspapers and other things to keep it away. A man walked his dog next to me. The dog was unperturbed by the weather. We got to the corner and waited for the light to change. The rain intensified and it was glorious. “Are you sure this is okay?” She said. “Oh yes, this is so much more than okay,” I answered, “this is perfect.” Earlier Les Baxter’s

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