Rain

A gust of wind whisked down the alley. I was waiting for this to happen.

The sky has been grey for almost half an hour now and the air is so thick that I could barely breathe. A moment ago, I was still rushing home, hoping to make it back before the rainstorm hits. But when I was sweating more and more, one idea hit me. What I try to avoid is being soaked in the rain, but I've already soaked myself with sweat. If I could choose between soaked by rain or sweat, I'd actually prefer the rain. Immediately, I slowed down, processing at a speed that only lesiure tourists would go at. That is, especially when they get lost. I quickly noticed how hot it was. In fact, I started to sweat even more! Since the rain didn't bother me any more, I sat down in front of an alley to cool down a bit.
The wind finally started to blow. A broken bottle rolled around with a monotonic sound. All a sudden, the air was engaged in many different motions, torrenting with leaves and trash. I took a deep breath and was filled with the smell of rain. It is really going to rain.