The Life and Times of a Raindrop

Right well I am starting to condense. It is getting rather stuffy up there in the clouds. I hope we get to make our way down soon. I am quite claustrophobic. There are so many water particles up here. I feel like I am one of those illegal immigrants who have been stuffed in a truck like sardines to cross some border. Goodness, ah yes here we go I do rather like this feeling of falling through the sky sometimes. It must be what skydiving is like. Although I probably don’t get to fall as fast seeing as I hardly weigh anything at all. The gravitational pull on the atoms that make me up isn’t as strong. Yes, a little science lesson for you right there. I hope you appreciated it. It’s not every day that I go around sharing my incredible knowledge of the universe. I have acquired quite a bit of knowledge in my lifetime as a raindrop so far, you know. You are quite a lucky ducky.

Well this is starting to bore me a little. There’s not much to see in the middle of the sky. Just more raindrops falling with me, a few clouds, the occasional bird. I hardly ever see birds though but I suppose it makes sense. Why would they fly about in the rain? I reckon now is the time when they sit back and relax in their nests. Oh how I wish I could do as I pleased. I am stuck in this stupid cycle of evaporating, being stuck in a cloud for a spell and coming back down once again as rain. I think I shall convert to Buddhism, or some religion that allows you to reincarnate as a completely different being. Yes, that is what I have decided to do. I think this may be one of my more brilliant ideas if I must say so myself. I am quite a genius sometimes, you know, not to brag of course. Hopefully my next life will be more exciting. I have always wanted to be a lightning bolt. They are quite stunning. Or maybe something actually living on earth, like a cat or a dog?

Oh dear me, time flies when you are thinking about converting to Buddhism and what you would like to reincarnate into in your next life. I’ve already made it down to where all of the tall buildings are. Hopefully I won’t have to deal with rolling down the side of one of those ridonculous creations. It is quite an excruciatingly painful and bumpy ride, rolling down the windows of tall buildings is my least favourite part of being a raindrop. Oh did you like my new word by the way, ridonculous? Yes I did make it up myself. Not too surprising though, a brilliant individual like myself would be expected to make regular contributions to the English language. I’m sure my new word will be in the dictionary soon. A mixture of ridiculous and, well, donkey? Hmm, I can’t remember where the ‘donculous’ part of my word was derived. It still is quite a brilliant word though. It just flows so nicely when you say it. Ridonculous, ridonculous.

Here come the rooftops of houses. I find them rather enjoyable to roll down actually. They are like gigantic slides apart form at the end you tend to …well, just fall out off the edge into concrete and have to join a massive puddle of water molecules. Splendid, I have hit a very steep roof today. This is exhilarating. I quite like this feeling. The wind rushing past as I speed down the roof. It is times like these when I don’t feel the need to reincarnate into another being. Oh dear me, here comes the edge. Why must everything good be over so quickly? I have so many more things to do, places to go, people to see before evaporating back into the cloud again. Alas, the giant puddle of water molecules awaits me. This is just my luck. It is a tough life, being a raindrop. Well I think I should start practicing my new religion now. It seems like an appropriate time. Wish me luck; hopefully I will soon be reincarnated as something not remotely similar to a raindrop. Now I shall be going into mediation, cheerio.