Gray. Cool. On the bus, I could see darker clouds reaching from the west. It's coming--the rain.
And it does. I watch the drops splatter on the windows. Of course, it couldn't have waited 10 minutes. It couldn't wait and let me be dry inside at work. But this is where the reality slips away, as I step off the bus, from the drab expectation and offers a little whiff. Yes, rain in the air. Cool rain falls, splashing scents of freshness to start a morning.
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