Water beckons her outside. She puts on a pair of sneakers and covers her long threads with coral hoodie.
As she steps outside, the sky opens up. Droplets scuttle to the grey and tired pavement. Cars slow down and people shrink under their umbrellas.
She feels the water against her shoulders and bare legs. Her hands slide in her pocket as her feet pounds towards a local chicken joint.
Ravenous, she polishes her plate clean. Pushing against the chair, she feels the rain wash away the first month of 2019. The world is hers, this small and empty parking lot. No one is around. No one can hear her. She continues walking without a worry or a hurry. She giggles to herself. She lets out a hearty laugh. Isn’t it fun to play in the rain?