One day morning, I woke up to the sound of rain tapping in my window. I sighed, knowing that it would be a wet ride to work. I immediately dressed up, wearing my raincoat and picking up my flowery umbrella.
Outside, rain poured down, making everything blurred and wet. I raised my umbrella and went to the bus terminal. The streets were puddle-filled, and cars splashed water as they passed by.
At the bus station, people gathered underneath their umbrellas. The bus finally arrived; its windows clouded with cold rain. I'm sitting beside the window. The gentle sound of rainfall against the glass made me asleep.
As I walked the few blocks to my office from the bus stop, the rain had calmed down. I greeted my colleagues," Hello everyone has a rainy morning ahead." I said.
They were all smiling despite the weather, and we exchange conversation over our coffee, sharing stories of our rainy commute today.
Throughout the day, I worked hard, and my mind wandering to the calming sound of rain outside. When it was time to go home, the rain had stopped completely, and the streets were now illuminated under streetlights.
