There are days where you find yourself on a boring road between boring buildings while you do boring stuff that you wouldn’t usually see any reason to capture, relive, or retell in any way. Today was one such day.
Yes, I could have photographed raindrops on blades of nearby grass, interesting lichen and moss on tree trunks, or even the sign that stood at the side of the road at a crooked angle that made it look as inebriated as the drunkard who had probably smashed into it a few nights before. However, it was raining and I had just walked a long way in the wrong direction in shoes that were somehow filling with water that made each step make an audible squelching sound. When I took today’s picture, it’s fair to say that my disposition was as colorful as the clouds above my head.