the word, or is it concept, of the day would be thundershower, staring out of the window in search of a cloud, or inspiration, either would do, a peal of thunder loud enough to wake the dead somewhere out if sight but close by followed by a sudden darkening, the sky was hurling ropes of rain upon the city, whoops of delight as its welcome... ten minutes of deluge later it was gone, puddles lingering slightly longer and then the sharp and staggering rise in humidity as they evaporated... be careful what you wish for they say...