Standing in the rain. Listening to music. Looking up the street with rising hopes. Every time there’s light in the darkness. I get hopeful. Then it turns the corner and isn’t what I expected. I should’ve worn boots for the weather. Know better so do better. Rainy weather requires smart clothes. 25 minutes. I refuse to call for help. I still have hope. It will come. It’s for me. The waiting part isn’t fun. But it will come.