“Shit,” I said as the rain turned from drizzle to downpour. I had hoped to beat the storm, but was forced to shelter in the doorway. It hadn’t left up after fifteen minutes and I got tired of waiting. I didn’t bother hurrying. There was no way to avoid getting wet; so I took my time. I was able to enjoy the feel of the rain once I was soaked all the way through, as at that point, there was not a sliver of hope that some part of me would stay dry and I was able to enjoy myself.