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Walking home from spending too much money at the m.a.c store on Chistopher street and I am hit by a flash flood. I duck under an awning and wait for the rain to stop. It doesn't. I realize that it's "only rain" and hit the street where I am soaked to the bone in 30 seconds flat. All of the other people without umbrellas are running, so I decide to walk slowly and enjoy it. It really was an interesting experiment and I found myself smiling as my shoes filled with water,my dress clung to me and my hair flattened itslef against my head. By the time I got to my street I was laughing out loud to myself as the rain continued to drench me and people ran past me like they were on fire. I suppose I looked mildly insane. He who doesn't hear the music assumes the dancer to be mad, they say. |
