It rained - and I were out.

As I usually do when I finish early, I decided to walk home from work today. The route I take takes about an hour and it's a nice walk. The weather didn't look that bad when I left. And truth to be told, lookin at the clouds it never looked that bad - still they somehow still managed to accumulate a rather vast amount of water. So - about 7 minutes or so later, thanks to some very incontinent clouds I was as soaked as a drenched kitten.

I've never really had anything against rain. In fact I actually rather enjoy a rainy day... sitting at home readin a good book. I'm also the kind of person that do not own an umbrella. This has generated suprisingly many discussions and people seem to refuse to leave my life umbrella-free. I reason as thus; when it rains I'n not out, ergo; I don't need an umbrella. Following this statement there's always complaints about that line of argument lacks in reason - and it does.

This is because I rarely trust in reason- it is for rational and sensible people. I much prefer acting on emotions and impulses, since I find them much more entertaining. The small amount of reason I do possess I save for some good advices every now and then. Although I wouldn't recomend you to trust that my advices are always sensible - far from it. It's more likely I'll incite to something with more interesting prospects..

To sum it all up. umbrellas are, I'm sure, to good use for some, sensible people who actually also have them when needed (which coincidentally means they probably carries around with the stupid things uncountable times all in vain). But when umbrellas come into the life of Alfie, they're of the smaller size and their only real use is makin the drink look a bit more like something from Sällskapsresan.