Soaks my skin

While at work, I noticed that it started raining mid-way through the day. The sky darkened and the street-lights flickered on one at a time. It was only when buckets of water were washing against my 9th floor window that I realized how heavily it was coming down.

I know these pictures don’t do justice to the flooded streets that followed soon after. You see, by the time I was running to my bus, the puddles had been replaced by rivers with my name on them. I wasn’t in any position to pull out my camera.

I’d like to be able to say that I kept my dignity and stayed dry, but there are some downpours that reach the point of being surreal. When you realize that you can’t get any wetter, it’s nice to stop running and just watch.