There is a one-billion percent chance of living under a waterfall today. Not even the most aggressively deployed hand jazzing can minimize the odds.
The morning commute will require the use of a boat rather than car and if this weather pattern continues much longer I shall begin the construction of an ark. Such is life living 42 inches above sea level. And no, that's not an average. That's Florida's highest peak.
Although this may sound like a complaint, I assure you it is not. It's just that I am not confident in my ark building skill set. On the plus side of things, it is nice to break out the rainy day attire and the rainy day music. Rain may come off as crabby and reluctant, dampening and cold. There exists a good argument to be made for all of that. You could also argue that it draws things near, makes life seem more substantive and tactile. The most experienced chromatologists who have dedicated their life to chromatology will tell you that nature, without a good sogging from time to time, lacks pigmentation. A good dosing of moisture saturates color, as much as it saturates the soil under our feet.
Plus without the rain...you know...we can't survive. So there's that.
Today's rainy day attire consists of a comfortable, simple, red hoodie over a loose fitting work shirt, distressed khakis and camouflage underpants. Today's rainy day music consists of an album that is in the conversation for top release of the year, "Trouble Will Find Me" by The National.
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Today's Jazz Hands are made of gopher wood.
Day one-hundred and eighty-three complete.
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