Let it Rain

Tired of cowering, timid, in the corner
waiting for a better time
to brave the elements.
A better time
never seems to come.
Tired of watching others laugh and dance
rain or shine.
No more will I search the skies and grab umbrellas
before stepping out.
I’m going to live either way, might as well
get wet.

The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.