It was raining when I got off the bus this morning.
To reach my office in the main campus building, one would have to walk a short distance from the bus stop. And there are two ways: sheltered and unsheltered. Normally, quite a number of people take the unsheltered path because they would have the option of taking the elevator up the building and not climbing up flights of stairs. However, on a rainy day, most people will take the sheltered path to avoid the rain. It's logical and normal, right?

As I step off the bus, I noticed every one turning and walking towards the sheltered path. Without as much a second thought, I opened my umbrella and walked the opposite direction. I love walking in the rain. The pitter patter of raindrops over my head, the refreshing wind in my face, the splashing of water at my feet.

As I cross the road, I turned around to glimpse behind me.
There was no one else but me in the rain.
I couldn't help a smile.
I've come to like the feeling of walking the road less traveled.