I was set to go earlier than usual since my boss was concerned that it might not convenient for me to go home given that the pouring rain was yet to come. I rushed out of the door of the building in a delighted mood. The raindrop fell on my toe before I realized how severe the rain might be. I opened the umbrella and didn't let the weather ruin my good feelings. But not longer than five minutes after I set out, I was, technically speaking, blocked and had to take the hallway as a shelter to stay away from the rain. Seeing that it wouldn't become less severe, I decided to take the subway to go home. However, I still needed to be exposed to the rain when dashing to the entrance to the underground.

After counting three, I was in the middle of the street, screaming without a care. The umbrella was distorted by the gusty wind and I was totally wet on the backside. My T-shirt was attached to my skin and I couldn't spare a chance to make fun of myself. I was getting smaller in the eyes of the beholders since I was leaving far, far away...