Yesterday evening i went with my dad to kingsport to help with signwork. On our way back home, we stopped by Target to shop for a bit, and put to use the Starbucks inside the store. We sat on a booth that stretched across the wall, and faced large open windows, so we could watch as a sudden downpour took over the dry cars and streets.
The rain kept pouring, until the mountains in the distance weren't even visible. The starbucks seating area was bustling, yet still not very loud, in spite of the man next to us, who was more than enthusiastic to teach his two young children about rain, dating, and pretzels.
Soon, the rain slightly cleared up, we grabbed our shopping bags and caramel macchiato and were on our way home.









