The heavy downpour seems to be too eager to wash off the dark clouds away. I don’t know what kind of brolly I am holding. The rain water seeps thru and dropped onto my jacket and all. My feet were submerged into the pools of water, mudding and all but I don’t care. Strong wind blew against my icy face and I had a hard time shielding myself from it. My shoe and jeans, white jacket and bag were drenched by now. My keys might have been turned frosty too if they have not been hidden well in the key pouch. Foot prints were left on the cemented flooring I can see a long stretch of trail right behind me.
It’s been so long since I last experience the same storm. And no matter how harsh the storm came, my clothes protected and gave me warmth. Oh that familiar feeling…..oh….so calm and heartwarming.
1 comment:
I will get some raincoats here from London. Their's is very different. They even have a store selling umbrellas in ALL sizes!
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