I mistook this for a sign of hope.
As I sat at my desk studying for the few hours left I have, I watched as the weather had transitioned back to its state of gloom. The sun was gone. It began sprinkling.
As I walked out the door, it began raining.
Halfway there, it started pouring.
By the time I reached the front door, my school had flooded and I was drenched, even under my umbrella.
So were the others.
I felt like it was Mother Nature's way of saying good luck.
