I ride home from Katie's in the rain, around 11:30 PM. It's less rain, and more a low hanging cloud that covers everything in moist and loggy. I barrel through it, getting increasingly wet, and my glasses, which I now wear more often due to an eye infection earlier this year, throw halos around all the streetlights and approaching car's headlights. I look over the tops of my glasses, and ride blind, but clear, switching back to the en-dewed lenses when I approach intersections, until I make it home, wet, breathing hard, alive.
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