One Rainy Day

3/11/01 A rainy day, I’m on my way to catch a bus. The hustle and bustle of all the people, a little wet and in a rush. Sitting idol in my seat as the bus stops making it’s rounds at every other street. Rain gear and umbrellas all dripping from the drops, Ladies with fresh hair dos hoping that the rain eventually stops. As I reach my destination with anticipation of getting wet again on my mind. I think to myself these rainy days aren’t really that bad, It could’ve been a snow blizzard, and that would not have been fine.