For 40 days and 40 nights! Ok, maybe not that long. But felt like 40 days of rain condensed into one day. When I went to statistics this morning, I thought "eh, not too bad." Even coffee lady said that it was pleasant. When I went to get food at Kimmel, still bareable. I think to myself "Self (ugh I hate when people say that to themselves), let's be ambitious and go to the gym.
And then Fate decided that I should not go to the gym.
I fought and went. And after smelling like a boiled hamster with a mysterious substance on my socks, I was met with the motherload.
Ligthening.
Thunder.
The motherload of all rain. The city was not meant for rain. It was built for sunny days and buisness men laughing and chatting about stocks and their affiars. But not for rain.
But after all of that, I still love the rain. It's like going swimming but instead of ripping off a skin-tight bathing suit, I get to rip off the skin tight rain boots!
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