It hardly ever rains in Melbourne, but this day….

It starts drizzling a few drops here and there.
While most days it stops after a few drops, today this is not it. The drizzling turns into rain and stronger gusts of rain and wind falling out of the sky, sharpening my nose.

Unfortunately, all of the water amasses right in the middle of the traffic crossing in one big puddle. And everyone who passes, cars, bikes, pedestrians can’t but go through that little lake.

The puddle is secretly laughing at everyone now,
saying ’Its my crossing and you pay the toll.’