Its raining hard. My clothes are completely wet and I taste every single drop that drips from my hair and slides down my face, into my cold lips. I don’t care. As I continue walking under the pouring rain I think to myself: “Just rain? Why not add a bit of hail. So mediocre”. That’s what happens when you live in a city where the weather chan change in a matter of minutes. You look out the window and the sun is shinning, you almost feel like you’re somewere on the coastline. A tropical paradise. Next thing you know, murky clouds gather and you’ve got gigantic drops of water striking the window. Sometimes it rains so hard I think the crystal’s gonna crack, and my cat runs for shelter under the bed or behind the couch when she hears the noisy thunders. You get used to this kind of weather. You stop carrying an umbrella. After all, if you have an umbrella at hand, it seldomly rains. The day you look out the window before going out and see that’s it’s a perfectly clear and beautiful day and think: “there’s no way in hell it’s going to rain today” and go out without it, it starts raining, right about the middle of the way to were you’re going, so there’s no use going back to get it. At first I stood there, under the rain as cars passed me by, and now every single person on the street had an umbrella. I thought of my umbrella right there on the table before I left, and dammed my luck. Now I just don’t care. I got used to it. The moment it starts snowing here, well then I’ll have a problem.

It’s hard to break a habit. Nowadays, I find it harder and harder to carry an umbrella, even when I know I need to be dry in the place I’m heading to. Carrying and umbrella now seems like useless. Like carrying a first aid-kit or a parachute. You might need them, maybe the former more than the latter. But you never know when you’re gonna end up in a place, 30,000 feet above the ground and in desperate need for a parachute. Or maybe someone you know will need an adrenaline shoot right in the heart. Who knows? But now it seems useless to be so cautios, what a waste of energy and time. I think people should go out to the street without an umbrella. Even if it’s raining the moment they leave their homes. Maybe the world would be a better place if we stopped caring so much about those damn umbrellas.

And don’t get me started on raincoats.