Day 248– December 12, 2014
I bike to swim class through the rainstorm. I quite like biking in the rain, much better than over the snow. In this storm, San Francisco declares a veritable state of emergency. Gray Area cancels its evening coding class. At night, I hunkered down in bed under blankets to listen to the rain.
In the morning, the storm lifts. Everything freshly shines. I peer out from my burrow in search of a baguette. I see scattered branches and hear of busted traffic lights. The waters drain quickly and even the sun makes an appearance in the afternoon. I run to the park to find little has changed. Nature is more resilient than my soggy moods.