August 29, 2015
It's a world where there is always rain. Heavy downpour on Sundays to Thursdays, drizzles on Fridays, a steady pitter pat on Saturdays. It's predictable, sure, people have learned to plan their days according to amount of rainfall. The traffic aide wears a black raincoat and on Sundays you can see him alone at the intersection looking forlorn. But the truth is, Sundays are his favorite. He likes how everything is made new and clean, when it rains. If you see him with his head down, don't worry that he's crying. He's not. He's giving thanks for the neverending rain.