Today while leaving home it began to drizzle. Like so-light-you-can-barely-see-a-drop drizzle. Not bad except I was a good way from home and didn’t have an umbrella in case it got worse. I walked hurriedly to my bus stop then realised something odd. I was singing.

Not out loud. In my head. The ‘Rain, rain, go away. Come again another day’ song. The one my mum sang to me as a child. Why the heck am I singing? And why a children’s song of all things. Looking back at it, it’s a fun but sweet memory and I look forward to more lovely moments of subconscious singing.

Ps, the drizzling stopped after a while and I caught my bus on time 🙂

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