no small task on this monday morning, mamika. moments after heading out the door i was greeted by a torrential downpour. remembering my 9am meeting and knowing there was no time to go back and change into a skirt and wellies (my torrential downpour bottom-half of choice), i plodded onward. flash forward 25 minutes, and i could be seen scolding myself out loud as i unsuccessfully navigated puddle after puddle after puddle. flash forward another hour or so and here i sit, my pants still soaked from the knees down. so soaked that the bottom hem of my pant came undone and dragged in the puddles. i feel pretty.
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