Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had
Today the rain is pounding. Hours of rain. I took photos but I will have to post them later. I understand the function of the gutters now. The rain even drowned out Peace FM playing in the newsroom (and it plays astonishingly loud).
The first week we were here, a bunch of us were sitting on the front porch at our house when it started raining. The everpresent heat didn’t lift, but the humidity turned liquid. We got off the porch and danced to the rains down in africa and we sang.
Today, just like everyday, I have to catch a tro-tro a 15 minute walk from work to get home. I’m procrastinating walking in the rain but I am unconvinced it will ever stop. When it seems to let up just a bit, a growl of thunder urges it on. There’s a zero percent chance of me staying dry but I am going to give it my all.