Happily, I decided to drop by a Cold Storage near my place to buy some breadz.
And then, while queing up, I noticed it was raining.
After buying four kiddie randomly-flavoured bread (who eats chocolate and banana together?), I stepped out into a roaring rain.
Heck, I thought, it's not that far. Just up, across, down an overhead bridge, at least a round around a 400m track, cross a road, and another 200m. Unsheltered, of course.
With a kahhow-ish "walao eh" and a half-opened packet of bread in my hands, I decided to just heckcare it and run anyway.
I don't really post about these things in so great detail, because it happens pretty often (with me remembering my umbrella seh.)
But as I was running across the bridge, a sudden thought struck me so vividly that I said it out loud as I was dashing across the bridge, in the middle of a sudden downpour, with my bag getting soaked and my clothes darkenin' with rain...
"Walao eh, I can smell the banana flavour from here."
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