Reflection

Just a reflection in a puddle.

My friend Emmett hated umbrellas, he said he liked to feel the rain on his head. After his funeral 18 months ago I walked home in the rain and got wet and it felt right. Since then I have not used an umbrella when I'm around and about and when it rains I remember my friend.

On a crappy rainy Monday like today that turns into a bit of a challenge. I think I would rather remember him when it's sunny, otherwise rainy days - which are already pretty miserable let's face it - end up feeling too sad.