Under the rain.

Walking under the rain makes my feet cold, my head light and cold and my heart even colder.

Walking with a stranger seemed to have made a twist.

I wasn't feeling cold nor was I feeling anything at all. It was like walking with someone with whom I was uncertain about and at the same time trying to make me feel that there is warmth beneath the small umbrella that the two of us were sharing.

Does this make any sense?

Under the rain, walking with someone who I barely know, walking with someone who is unsure with what role he wants to take in my life is more of a life-changing event.

Something that's not trivial. Something... something... something...

A walk that will hopefully lead me to deliverance.