… and when you get home, you have a coffee or a whiskey, maybe a cigarette. You put on some slow. soulful tunes and open the window so the music and the rain can harmonize.
It’s cold, and soon to be colder, but right now the water dripping down the back of your neck is just the right temperature to give you a cool shudder of pleasure. This is the kind of night that teaches you the value of being exposed, just a little.