I chose my words carefully: "have" to take the garbage out. Not because we want to, despite it getting us out of the house (a really good reason as well), but because we apparently were born to actually "have" to do it.
I was just out in a summer rainstorm because I "had" to do it.
I actually paused and looked up. It was pitch black, and I had to blink once or twice, but it was a summer rain. I could still be out there, but I don't think I'll dry much before August.
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