I am being mocked by a raindrop. I peer out my window while it sits contentedly on the branch of the tree, eye to eye, or whatever the equivalent of an eye is for a droplet of water. It has an advanced degree in meteorology and it instructs me to remain inside. I sense the smirk in its voice.
The Meteorologist
The Meteorologist
The Meteorologist
I am being mocked by a raindrop. I peer out my window while it sits contentedly on the branch of the tree, eye to eye, or whatever the equivalent of an eye is for a droplet of water. It has an advanced degree in meteorology and it instructs me to remain inside. I sense the smirk in its voice.