really in the rain
I mentioned a few entries ago about how much I hate rain, and how glad I was that I wasn’t out there in it. Well, today was different. I absolutely had to go out. And it was raining all day. I got myself really wet. Well, it could have been worse, I am sure. I had a big umbrella, but that didn’t keep all the water off my jeans— I got most of the wet between the knees and the floor. Of course, I compounded things by missing the stop because I could hardly see out of the windows on the bus, so I had to walk more than I expected. The one thing that kind of surprised me was that I wasn’t too mad. I was just cold and miserable. I’m still cold, but I am dry.
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