Drenched

Just got drenched in a downpour on the way back from a friend's. Yey.

Left her house and it was fine. Two minutes later BOOOOOMF, lightning exploded and the skies opened.

There were rumblings before I left but in a familiar streak of raw optimism, I left without the safety net of a pack-up poncho.

And I'm so glad I did.

There have been moments in the UK when I've ran out in the rain in a pique of glee, only to shiver and soon slither back inside, goose-bumped and half-frozen.

Here though there is freedom to soak. And to go home warm and alive and at one with the world.

Tis a good place to be on a soggy Tuesday night.