tasogare seibei

the other night i walked home in the rain.

dyl and i had already left cobalt (half cut) and had begun strolling towards our 'hood when the humidity turned tangible. it wasn't long before the dark skies had opened up, spilling massive drops of water and brightening the wet streets with jagged scars of light. the deluge of rain was unavoidable. in mere moments, we were absolutely saturated... and i was reminded, as i'm oft to do when i'm caught in the rain unexpectedly, of a quote from jim jarmusch's "Ghost Dog: The Way of the Samurai" :

"There is something to be learned from a rainstorm. When meeting with a sudden shower, you try not to get wet and run quickly along the road. But doing such things as passing under the eaves of houses, you still get wet. When you are resolved from the beginning, you will not be perplexed, though you still get the same soaking. This understanding extends to everything."

just after dyl and i parted at shaw street, i took off my flipflops and strolled the rest of the way barefoot, pleasantly soaked and pondering its figurative application to my life...

i think i'm on the right path.

no pointo.