It's been raining a lot recently. And contrary to popular belief, London has as rubbish drains as Slaidburn. If not more so, though that may be to do with the huge amount of tarmac that is abundant here as opposed to the miles of fields at home. Testimony to this is the fact that on the way home today, I came across a huge puddle just outside my apartment block.
It was wonderful. The road outside my apartment it quite wide and it was dark. So none of the cars driving along the road drove through the puddle. It was almost eerily still and it reflected the lights from the buildings around perfectly. Every car that drove past had a prefect reflection following it that appeared and disappeared with the puddle. And when one car finally pulled off onto the road behind my block and broke its glassy surface, it sent distorted colours bouncing off in every direction.
It's like watching life in HD. It's like what my dreams are like. Just much, much less freaky.
Photo from motionid on flickr
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