Describe a time you got caught in the rain. What happened, and how did it feel?

There’s something unforgettable about being caught in the rain — the moment when control gives way to surrender. Maybe you ran for cover, maybe you just stood there and let it happen. Think about the sounds, the smell of wet earth or pavement, the temperature against your skin. Were you alone or with someone? What changed in your mood once you stopped resisting and simply felt it?