February Rain

Earlier today I wrote "The rain always fades into a drizzle by noon." This isn't true. The word "always" should be replaced with "usually." The bottom 72% of my fine olive dress pants is as saturated with water as Colin Ferrell's acting is with feigned detachment. My jacket only goes so far. My legs are damp and cold and all this trouble was for a fish burrito (not the lunch I said I'd have, I know).