Very long work day. Was hungry and the head felt very woolly. Was breathing short and shallow. Got hungry in the evening. Bad toothache. Wanted something warm and tasty like a plate of momos. Stepped out. It was raining. Hard and heavy. Cold wet slashes. Dashed across the road to get my snack. Got soaked. Thoroughly. But felt alive. Some sort of resurrection had definitely occurred.
Rain is good.
Rain is good.
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