The mornings after a rainy night becomes double beautiful when you have a long ride in a bus that is almost empty. You get to feel the wind on your recently shampoo-ed and uncombed hair with all the rain songs playing over and again. You can also look up half sleepy to this bike riding beside. When the signal comes, you will find that the same girl on the bike bringing out an umbrella quickly to temporarily save her man, you will also find the boy caressing her woman’s plastered leg before the signal turns green. Then you can sigh as the bus starts and the wind fills in.