The rain was heavy for close to an hour. And as I sit here on my balcony writing this some two hours later, it's still lightly falling. After months of dry weather the rain is sweeter than it will ever be.
As I could not sleep any longer I shuffled out to the kitchen and made a cup of tea. I made my way out to the balcony to watch the dawn and listen to the rain before the neighbourhood sprung to life so people could go off to servitude and pay their debts.
The rain gently fell.
