Raining

The security guard gave me a perplexed look.

This could have been because of the late hour. Perhaps because I was singing to myself. Or because I was taking a walk in the rain. It might have been related to the fact that there was an unintentionally very visible patterned bra (hearts) under my soaking, light pink shirt. It could have been because of the sound of soggy, squeaky sneakers on the hard floor as I entered. Possibly, it was a combination of the above.

The rain was unanticipated.