So last minute I heard two voices in my head- “Go to the beach tonight- the rain does not matter?” and ” What are you crazy?! Why do you have to schlep out in the middle of the night in the rain?”. And those two voices kept playing over and over in my mind. Sanity won out and I am not going to go tonight- even though I delight in waking up at the farmhouse with an entire day stretching in front of me. But the thought of driving in the dark hard rain unnerves me. So I got out of my jeans an into Dave’s sweats and will wait until tomorrow- when it will be still pouring, but light.