The sun was shinning ever brightly when I was pacing my way on the red track. In a mere seconds, the clouds above my head was changing its bluish hues to a gradient of grayish tint. Silently, I realised that the rain was coming. As I came to my normal spot, I lifted my legs one at a time to establish a constant rhythm. It didn't take long till I could feel rain drops trickling down my forehead. Did I stop there? No, because I am not a quitter. More importantly, I do not care. Whether the rain decides to storm the weather, the moon decides to glow in the dark or the stars decide to dance to the moonlight, it doesn't matter at all. I really don't care. And, I really don't mind. Trust me. Believe me like I've always believe. Indeed, the sun came shinning right after that.
p/s: Running under the rain was fun :p
