More Evidence Of A Storm

When I stepped off the train this evening, rain was coming down pretty hard. This morning, I read that it was going to be in the low 70’s. As I stepped outside, I decided I didn’t want to bring my jacket. No umbrella either.

This evening, between the train and my house, I got utterly, wholly, soaked. I’m talking wet socks soaked. I’m talking it-would-have-been-better-if-I-had-jumped-in-a-pool-because-you-can-at-climb-get-out-of-the-pool soaked.

I ended up standing in the bathtub, and slowly peeling everything off.

I really need to buy a fucking umbrella one of these days.