During my run this afternoon, it began to rain – gently at first, then heavily. The few people out all brought out their umbrellas and began rushing for shelter. After a while, there was no person in sight. My legs began to get cold and the lack of people gave an eerie vibe. I wondered if I should head back.

Then, in the distance, a burst of red and green hair came closer. He was a sight to behold: torn sandals, a white ACDC shirt, and sunglasses, yet running quickly. As we passed, our eyes met.

“Rock on!” he yelled, grinning.

My run felt much easier after that.