Today is different. Instead of getting my TV remote control to watch the news after getting home, I took off my wet clothes and had a quick shower.
'Twas exactly 6:08p.m. when i hurriedly rushed home to send my soiled clothes to the laundry shop. At 6:44, my adrenaline rushed more, carrying a bagful of my used clothes,as i got out of the house and walked briskly to the shop which will close at 7:00, although i had experienced them closing earlier than seven. Then suddenly I could feel the gentle drops of rain on my head, then sometime, became stronger, that i could feel some of the rain dripped already from my hairtips to my shoulder. I would have looked for a shed, but no, I have to be at the shop the fastest time possible. Unmindful of the deluge of rain, i walked the flooded highway, wet all over and also unmindful of the strangers passing by.
Who would have thought that today after several years, i will be drenched in the rain, like when i was in kindergarten, experiencing the bliss of walking under the rain, like a thirsty horse from a race, very eager to quench his thirst, whether, win or loose?
I could have sweared maybe or spat atrocious words of the unexpected rain but i was cleansed and soothed. After my quick refreshing shower, I took a bottle of water inside the fridge, gulped half the content, and started writing this. It's Monday when it rained!
