.... puddles all around, great big ones, not much room to manouvre ... the heavens had opened earlier on, the first time it had rained in what seemed like a lifetime, a deluge after a long dry spell. The wind was howling, and trees were swaying and the leaves made a constant sound, like a stream or a waterfall. It was a welcome feeling, a re-awakening almost, a fresh burst of weather cleansing my face, like a dip in the ocean, or a cold splash of water in the morning. It made me think of the things in life I should appreciate more, the weather, nature, the environment... life went on.. whatever happened.. the earth still turned it seemed.
A splash of puddle, hit my leg, my tights were stained with grey specks of water, I didn't care, I felt alive, I had a purpose. I carried on, faster, looking at my watch, I felt a sudden churn of emotion deep in my abdomen, a familar but forgotten feeling, a hope, a sense of happiness, eagerness, anticipation, it felt good.
The rain started falling again, gentle fresh and wanted, people reached into their bags around me and pulled out umbrellas, or lifted up their hoods, I had neither.
I relished the feeling of cold water dampening my hair, I smiled and picked up even more pace. Not for what felt like an eternity had I felt like this, a warm glow seemed to permeate within me, for too long my life had been grey, and now I was moving into colour.. I could appreciate scent, sound, I could hear the laughter, I was selecting the positive, there had been a shift.
Not long to go and I would be there, I could now feel the rain trickling down my face, I could taste the rainwater .. I felt different to the umbrella holding tunnel vision grey faces beside me, only now and again, I could recognise another soul, alive and present.
