Admittedly, I was dripping like I was causing my own monsoon season
This, after finishing my run in the rains. Two property buses stopped to enquire if I needed a lift. I declined, of course. Running in the rains in mid eighties temperature… very few feelings can beat that.
As I finally pulled up to the lobby area, everybody stepped aside lest I got them wet too.
At least, I lived up to my T-shirt. “Wine drinker with a running problem”