you're in a car, in traffic, stifled by the heat and still air, just hoping to get to your destination as soon as possible, then a few drops start to fall from the sky
10minutes later you can barely see out of any windows, driving is almost guesswork, the roof feels like it could give up the fight at any moment, the road looks like it's melting and a quick accelaration can throw a wave out across the pavement big enough to surf on (careful not to do it as people walk past though.. that would make you a 'wanker'), the streets are suddenly deserted, as if what fell from the sky was far more deadly than common or garden raindrops, the only people left out are those who were far enough from shelter when the bomb dropped to make taking any action became quickly pointless, couples in their summer clothes just making the best of it, topless boys on push bikes with that famous 'what are you looking at!?' expression frozen on their faces and that one girl with the umbrella and a massive smile that you have to give credit to for making like a boy scout this morning
we all spend fortunes and take risks on 15minute periods of increased excitement, but that one was for free
and now the thunder has broken up the air and we can all breathe again
now we know it's gonna be a good night
Monday, 11 June 2007
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