This evening I could have used one of these:
Actually, I did have raingear for my ride home. It hadn't rained on my way to work, but the weather forecasters promised rain for the afternoon and evening.
I managed to stay pretty comfortable throughout the ride. The only problem was that it was dreary: If someone wanted an image of what it's like to fall into a depression, tonight's ride home could have provided it. It was almost, but not quite cold enough to snow. Hard, real rain fell: not a drizzle that fizzles as it reaches the ground and simmers softly around the halos of streetlights. And, this is the time of year when houses are still decorated for Christmas because people haven't yet managed to take down lights they are no longer turning on.
To paraphrase Wallace Stevens, I may just be the sort of woman who prefers a drizzle in San Francisco to a downpour in Corona.
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Actually, I did have raingear for my ride home. It hadn't rained on my way to work, but the weather forecasters promised rain for the afternoon and evening.
I managed to stay pretty comfortable throughout the ride. The only problem was that it was dreary: If someone wanted an image of what it's like to fall into a depression, tonight's ride home could have provided it. It was almost, but not quite cold enough to snow. Hard, real rain fell: not a drizzle that fizzles as it reaches the ground and simmers softly around the halos of streetlights. And, this is the time of year when houses are still decorated for Christmas because people haven't yet managed to take down lights they are no longer turning on.
To paraphrase Wallace Stevens, I may just be the sort of woman who prefers a drizzle in San Francisco to a downpour in Corona.
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