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“HERE comes the rain again/Falling on my head like a memory/Falling on my head like a new emotion.”

Annie Lennox sang that when she was still the other half of the Eurythmics. That was so long ago, it now seems “like a memory.” Makes one “want to walk in the open wind/I want to talk like lovers do/I want to dive into your ocean/Is it raining with you.”

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It’s singers like Lennox and her Eurythmics partner David A. Stewart and the songs they write and sing that make this world a better place. Or should that be, the only place. For, despite the years that man has explored the moon and the stars, the Earth remains as the only planet we’re most familiar with.

So, “talk to me/Like lovers do/Walk with me/Like lovers do.” Why are a lovers’ talk and walk the standards for, well, that walk and talk? Because there’s intimacy between them now, they’ve shared juices. And, no, I don’t mean fruit juices. Or that juicy fruit gum.

That talk and walk, however, are never perfect, never ideal, thus, even the song morphs to “Here comes the rain again/Raining in my head like a tragedy/Tearing me apart like a new emotion.”

And makes one “want to breathe in the open wind/I want to kiss like lovers do” although still with the desire “to dive into your ocean.” Lennox and Stewart were in a relationship once upon a time and have remained friends, proving that friendship can be stronger than romance? Hmmm.

“Is it raining with you”? With all that water going anywhere but here during one of the most humid and driest summers that made one “want to breathe in the open wind,” expect that water to come back down to Earth since, according to Blood, Sweat & Tears’ “Spinning Wheel,” “what goes up, must come down.”

Raindrops are now falling almost every afternoon and night, although there are times when the TV is hooked to “Pangako Sa ‘Yo” that I don’t notice the “raining in my head like a tragedy.” The morning after, the news feed is filled with posts from Facebook friends about the rain in Cagayan de Oro the night before, and I would be like, “I want to walk in the open wind,” now na.

Rain can be a distraction if you allow it to be. In other places, people don’t open umbrellas even if raindrops are already falling on their heads. They simply run to the nearest shed or any place with a roof to wait for the storm to pass.

I’m not like them. I always have an umbrella in my tote bag even during the most humid of summers when rain was as impossible as Mr. Frozen agreeing to run as the country’s vice presidentiable again.

At least, the weather can still be predicted. The victory of any presidentiable, however, can never be predicted unless he resorts to his version of a “Hello, Garci” and is willing to risk being detained in a hospital for the rest of his neck-brace-wearing days.

Keeping that umbrella in the tote bag can be torture to the one toting that bag around. It’s like having a carry-on luggage without boarding a plane. But learn to put your umbrella in the checked baggage to avoid suspicions from airline personnel that you’re carrying a weapon of mass destruction.

Rain is a welcome respite especially for the senior-moment girl whose menopausal hot flashes are making her reach not for the umbrella but for the ever reliable manual fan. Oi, girl pa daw siya, o. Hehe. It was torture to get dressed during the last summer.

That girl could change tops and dresses for at least three times while dealing with the sweat that was pouring like rain down her spine. The dilemma was whether to live with the hot weather or to close her bedroom’s three huge windows and allow the air conditioner to function at full blast.

She did wonder if the excess body weight was the culprit behind the unwanted hotness which had nothing to contribute to sharing juices. All those fats were good if it snows in the Philippines and body heat is needed to keep warm. But with the seasons here limited to dry and wet, fats are not required.

She now bares her logs, er, legs to keep cool despite the rain that does not exactly bring along coolness in the weather. There are times when the day starts as extremely dry and humid, but then it rains in the afternoon, which proves that even the weather has its own menopausal senior moments.

Weight loss is still the best option. Armed with the knowledge that sugar, simple carbs, and trans fats are the dieter’s worst enemies, she now looks back to that most recent Sunday night when even her seatmate noticed her empty dessert plate.

All those sweets “gone in 60 seconds.” If only the rain could wash away the bad habits of a sweet tooth that’s currently in denial that it’s a sweet tooth.

The view from one of the three windows shows it’s cloudy again and most probably will worsen to a rain in the afternoon. But that’s good news to garden owners who are looking forward to spending less for their water bills, farmers who have waited for months for this blessing, and the girl who wants to keep her cool amidst the many responsibilities that are falling on her “head like a memory.”

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