Have you ever heard Let The Rain by Sara Bareilles?
I love it. It falls perfectly in my playlist named “New Beginning”.
In fact, I love it so much, I sang it today on the way to work.
Let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down
I sang it as I thought of it while admiring the skies. It had a full
spectrum of weather. Near home, it was the perfect sky, the sun was
shining the skies were blue and without a cloud. On the other side, it
had dark clouds looming.
I remember making a joke or two in my head about how I’m cycling into
the darkness, joining the dark side, whatever. My head is dorky, don’t
And then I started singing, and I cycled on.
I went under a bridge, where sounds were loud. I started belting it
out. Then I got out of the bridge and went back to singing quietly.
Midway through, I felt a drop from the sky. Okay, it’s okay, it’s
gonna be a drizzle, I can handle this. I pedalled much quicker. I can
I cycled past a park with more shade from the trees, and I thought the
drizzle was getting lighter. Cool, see? I can definitely do this. Now
I’m about a kilometre away.
I got out of the park and realized the drizzle was getting heavier.
No, no, don’t do this.
Then I got off my bike, because I had to show my pass to security, and
there’s a nightmare of an incline ahead where it just saves me a lot
more energy to push my bike, rather than cycle up.
And it started to pour a tropical downpour. Really quick, really
heavy, dogs and cats.
I got my umbrella out, thinking – wow it just couldn’t wait. I was now
500 metres away.
So I pushed my bike with my right hand, and held the umbrella on my
left. As I slowly walked to the security guard, the dogs and cats
became more like bears. Not your usual teddy bears, soft and fluffy. I
mean big wild bears.
The guards laughed as they stood under a shelter, and I yelled to
them, “Why is it so heavy? WHY?!” One wished me good luck. Thank you.
I continued pushing my bike. My right hand thought it was gonna fall
off. I quickly got to where I needed to go to park my bike, and I got
to shelter. I was already soaked.
Then I walked through the hallways and looked out the window, and the
rain was already so much lighter.
I’m just glad I have a towel in the office. Trying to dry my skinny
work pants (without taking them off) was another challenge.
Made me wonder what could’ve happened if I sang “Let It Snow” instead.
(I still love you, Sara B!)