When it’s slightly gusty and raining softly I get the most annoyed. If it’s raining hard I’m okay with it; at least I know I’ll get wet. It’s when you shouldn’t get wet, but then the occasional raindrop somehow eludes your umbrella and lands on your face, just below your right eye on the thin, sensitive part of your cheek; a single, unexpected drop, over and over.


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