Wednesday, July 02, 2008
I got home just in time.
I had met my friend Cynthia for dinner at this great sushi restaurant on Main. Because of the hot weather today, I wore my cute dress I bought in Victoria and didn't bring a cardigan.
We parted ways shortly before ten. Nightfall had crept over the city prematurely; the sky had become overcast. Despite this, it was still very humid. I walked home against the howling wind, an ordeal made more difficult as sand was blowing up from construction sites and I had to navigate closed sidewalks. I could smell the rain coming, and may have felt a drop here or there with five long blocks left. I hoped the clouds wouldn't crack until I had made it back. After connecting the final street lamp dots I made it up my back steps dry.
Subsequently, brushing my teeth I heard a sound. Looking out the bathroom window I saw steady, moderate rain dancing across the roof of the car parked in the driveway.Labels: food, July 2008, observations, transit
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