I leave the offices late, much later than I intended. I chuck my bottle of anti-depressants into my passenger seat as I get in my ruby-red convertible, yawning and checking my clock. By God, a quarter till 7? I must get home. Although I could go in my work suit, I'd prefer my grey suit. I drive out of the parking lot, my car's rumbles have a small contest with the thunder. I was aware it was going to rain, but I guess I didn't notice it closing in. Most rain in this city lasts for days on end. Luckily, we have fantastic drainage systems, so we have nothing to fear.