Gentle Rain

I have been quite used to walking under the moonlight towards the bus stop lately after work. I look forward to it actually. Today was different though because the moon is hiding, instead there is a gentle sprinkling of rain. I walked in it, under a pink umbrella that smelled of my spilled cologned. I walked in the rain, nothing romantic like how Gil Pender feels. Just me, leisurely walking with my pants' hem kissed by the puddles along the way.

I do not particularly like rain but today was different. I might just learn to like it - probably.

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