It rains.
I can hear the greens in the university garden taking happy steps, dancing.
They are singing out loud as the drops fall on their dry bodies.
Tomorrow they will bloom again.
It is indeed a day of fiesta for the garden.
I sit in the office.
Us humans, we do not grow of the rain.
I think I just shrink.
-E
P.S I ate the most wonderful dinner last weekend. I will write about it soon. Now, I will have to film my budgies.
