Rain
It has been raining pretty often lately. It reminds me of an incident that happened last April, when almost everyday it rained heavily too I was feeling such restlessness I needed a walk to anchor me back into my body. It was raining but no lightning or thunder. Topping my t shirt with a light hoodie, I stepped out Since I was unsteady, I needed both my walking poles. As such I had no hands to hold an umbrella The rain was not heavy, just a drizzle that was not even continuous. I enjoyed the cool weather. When I was in elementary school, rain on my way home from school was a welcome relief. Life was particularly brutal when I was eight. I had no shoes nor books. Rain helped me handle the hot bitumen. Rain also created a cocoon where it was easier to be in my own world. I could be oblivious to everything except to what I created in my head. It shielded me from my father passing by with my sister on his bi...