The Rain - Singin- In

One man. One yellow slicker. One heart too full to stay dry.

Because when your heart is singing, the only appropriate response is to let it rain. Singin- in the Rain

This is not about love found or a problem solved. It is about the feeling after . The giddy, fizzy, can’t-help-but-smile relief of being perfectly, absurdly happy in an imperfect world. It's the knowledge that some storms aren't meant to be waited out. They're meant to be danced in. One man