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After a long drunk conversation with Oriana this afternoon I left school. Wait. She was drunk, I was at work. Let's get that straight. So she's a little tipsy and I'm just loving the words she's slurring. I left the school in a cloud of bliss and instead of riding south towards my apartment I headed north to the coast to stare out towards the islands and enjoy the afternoon. I rode the frontage road along the Muromi River while watching the clouds grow darker and the sound of thunder approach out of the mountains. I didn't stay long at the coastline because the weather was deteriorating rapidly. I turned and headed south for home and saw the enormous dark cloud moving quickly over the mountains towards the city. By the time I had ridden the .5k to the Kyushu Expressway overpass the rain began. I hunkered down under the massive bridge and decided to wait out the thunder cell along with a few other people who happened to be out that afternoon, caught without shelter and forced to hide beneath this mammoth construct of steel and concrete. Lightning was flashing every minute and the thunder wouldn't crash more than a second after each flash. The rain came down in torrents and the entire area was drenched in a matter of minutes, I'd expect about a half inch of rain fell in just those 15 minutes I sat under the freeway.

But the skies cleared to the south and the cell moved past. The rain stopped and the refugees under the freeway continued on their way through the steaming puddles of rain.