Day 4,110—With an Umbrella in Hand—

 

This morning, the big thing was that it rained last night, and I hadn't prepared my basement for the flooding. So, when I went downstairs, there was water on the carpet, and all I could think about was how itchy I was from the run on Saturday. I took a bath. I knew there were plenty of other things I needed to do, but taking a bath seemed the most logical move, given how itchy I felt.

         The other thing was that all the towels I usually use were still outside on a clothes hanger. I had been so tempted to collect them last night, but it didn’t look like rain. But I did have a feeling I should collect them, but I ignored that feeling. I always question feelings like that because I think about how often I have them. When you listen to them, you don’t know if you did the right thing, because nothing changes. However, if you ignore them and something adverse happens, you get so mad at yourself. I wish life were more like a video game, and I could go back to my previous save and relive that part of my life. 

All that being said, I was not focused on running today. I was focused on getting through it, but that was it. I still wore my sandals, and when I saw these geese, I was overwhelmed by the ambience of the scene. So many geese hanging out where the water overflow goes to make an ad hoc lake. The geese didn’t care, or maybe they did; maybe they don’t like the rain either. It has got to be hard to fly in the rain, so they’re just doing their best to take shelter, and it could be in my head, but I could feel that energy of them, anxious to find shelter. They usually pay too much attention to me, but today they couldn’t be bothered. I also noticed three other people out walking around, which seemed odd in the rain, but they were all smiling with an umbrella in hand.