For Another Night
Sunday. Four hours at the office, but not a bad day for that.
Monday. Ominous retro grey black clouds early this morning as I was standing at the bus stop. “Well, they'll go away”, I said to myself, taking optimism further than optimism was meant to go. Thunder storms and wind this afternoon. “My, my”, thought I, watching the show from a building window. “All the work I've done over the weekend and this morning has come to naught and now the sky is falling. What should I do?”
Go home early to a heated bottle of sake and chill out.
You know my habits. I caught the three twenty-three bus in the rain, when the thunder storm had passed, and now I sit at home at my computer watching the rain from my window with the rumble of thunder in the distance. The sake we'll leave for another night.