March 22, 2024

Getting Caught in the Rain

On being prepared.

Shit, I thought, looking at the blue-grey clouds rolling in. Left my umbrella at home.

So did everyone else, it seemed. Rain came down hard enough to send the cost of a ride home surging but not so hard that you couldn't steel yourself against it if you just burrowed into your coat. Leaving dinner, the streets were wet, but it was hard to tell if anything was still falling. I stopped and held out my hand, palm up, to feel the weather.