- mornings stirred awake by the sound of strong rains.
- mornings waiting ... waiting ... waiting for a break to quick rush it over to the office.
- being sooo close to the office doors thinking I've made it ... just when the skies open up and dump wet all over me.
- laughing and smiling at the hallway decor of umbrellas left open to dry out.
- shivering cold in the office thinking -- oh, I really should leave a change of clothes here.
- clothes drying out just in time for the afternoon downpour -- also known as ... the walk home.
- slipping and sliding because I really should get better flip flops to wear in the rain.
- uselessly holding an umbrella because the rains fly sideways at every which angle. No matter what I'm wet.
- knowing this and yet still buying an umbrella at the closest store because I forgot mine ... at home, in the office, in the taxi...
- having to laugh at myself when inevitably my umbrella flips out and almost takes me with it.
- beautiful, powerful storms -- skies electric and sounds rhythmic and rumbling.
- cool, breezy nights.
- gorgeous after-storm skies.
It was glorious!
It was beautiful and breezy. The lightning was bright and brilliant. The thunder was roaring.
I watched as it moved across the city -- the sky was cleared up in front of me and just down a ways, the storm raged on.
It was beautifully romantic.
Likely I felt this way because I worked from home today (nursing what was lingering of some ear pains).
I watched it from my 16th floor unit with the windows open, breezes playing my wind chimes and the storm being accompanied by my iPod playing a mix of classical songs.
Perhaps it was best way to spend my first rainy season day of the year.
Now as I walk to work with soggy pants, I can think back to this day and find the beauty in the season.
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