solitude in a deluge

woke up at 9am.. went downstairs to buy breakfast... its my 12th day here and i still gaze around my surroundings with a little awe. the cafe that i am going to is a lil down a-ways.. takes you 5 minutes slow walk.

while walking on my way back, i close my eyes to feel the warm fingers of the sun graze my face...then a drop of water hit my face and another and another. the next thing i know i was in a deluge.

i didnt run... i just stood there. i let the rain washover me. its a good thing that my breakfast was in a box encased in saran wrap. i slowly walked back to the apartment. letting the rain wash over me.