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I had always come to hate the rain, anytime I get cut off guard out in the streets without an umbrella, and it just annoys me to no end. The natural perspiration of Mother Gaia, drizzling then downright hailing. It took fifteen minutes to iron this coat I wore to work, fifteen minutes more with the rest of my outfit, and the rain just dampens it and the rest of my day.
Then something happened, something completely in my control that I let happen, we both saw it for the longest time, well she has. My girlfriend broke up with me but it wasn't anything dramatic or explosive; it was just a mutual agreement in front of a shawarma truck in Eastwood. She had beef and I had chicken, that was that.
Then a droplet of rain fell on the wool of my shoulder as she walked away from my sight, her shape blending into the crowds of families and busy bodies. It was the last time or what I want to think of as the last time I will see her. Should it be the last time? I don't know.
The rain began to pour in increments, first a few drops were hitting the brick streets and the kiosks, but quickly became a downpour. I stayed standing in place eating the best and worst shawarma in my life; with each flavorful bite I take, the more watered down and soaked the pita wrap gets.
However, at that moment, I didn't care. I did not care the outfit I built from the corners of pinterest is soaked, I did not care about my chicken shawarma pitifully drowning in its slowly deteriorating paper wrap, and I did not care (for the time being) that my girlfriend whom I've dated for two and a quarter years broke up with me.
All I was feeling at that moment was the rain and my stupid dumbass finally realizing that it wasn't all too bad.