Woke up at 9:45am, said my prayers, took a shower, didn't eat breakfast since I'm fasting every Saturday, and went to work at 11am. I looked around for my friend in the office, but it looks like he's taken a sick day today. They said that it's going to be a short shift. What a relief.

The first two hours were slow in the office. But it picked up when they made an announcement that we'll wrap up even earlier. Today was productive, but the air in the office was stale. Maybe I'm still tired from yesterday. This is when I realized that I shouldn't have signed up for Fridays, but again-- nothing ventured, nothing gained. Now I know. It started raining and I had left past 4pm. When I looked up the schedule on the buses, my favourite bus route already left. I was about a minute late. I walked to another stop while it was just drizzling. I love to walk in the rain. It's been a long winter anyway.

I waited at the stop for 10 minutes. I could hear thunder. I love walking in the rain, but I hate thunders and lightning. I remembered one Pastor where he says he actually watches lightning outside on his yard. Or maybe on his porch. Anyway, he loves to watch the lightning -- especially during a thunderstorm in the night. As for me, I'll pass walking in the rain when there's thunders and lightning. Still I decided to ride the bus that drops me off at the 7-Eleven, and then I'd have to take a 10 minute walk home.

The rain subsided a bit when I got off. Then I started my trek. I was singing different songs while walking in the rain. I didn't care how I looked, but the rain wasn't all bad. It was also tricky, because there were puddles on the road just beside the sidewalk, and the cars loves to race by. I had to look around first before advancing on, so that I wouldn't get splashed -- not that the drivers don't care. I just wanted to be careful too. It's a fast lane. I had to run past the puddles each time I encounter one, but before I do, I have to make sure that the coast was clear. It felt like I was playing a game. It started to pour hard as well. Finally, I made it back home. When my sister opened the door, she said that I was drenched. I told her, "I know."

It was just a short walk, but I was wearing low cut sneakers. There was hardly any rubber on them, so my soles kinda hurt. Anyway, it was cool inside the house too and I dried myself up. I had a bit of nostalgia afterwards, because I remembered my times in the Philippines when I come home after walking in the rain. I felt joy that students have when classes are cancelled due to a typhoon. In this case, work was over and the late afternoon was just for me to relax. My folks went to my auntie's house today, but I stayed put. I mean, it's cool, it's raining, and it's the perfect time to lie on the bed.

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