My first kiss happened in the rain.  Not a complete downpour and not a drizzle.  It was that spot in between.  And, for me, it was magical.  I’m a nerd from way back.  Books and my imagination have been my company since I can remember.  While I have a heart for people, I can often stay to myself.  Relationships get messy.  Communication falters.  You get hurt.  So, a first kiss was a teenage dream that I thought would evolve into a young adult dream.  Until it happened. For others, their teen years were a dream.  Child, I was dreaming of adulthood.  I wanted my own place, my own life.  I…