It started drizzling yesterday, and it's been raining steadily here all day. Great news for our drought-stricken region. The air is thick with humidity, and the temperature's just cool enough to be comfortable.
The smokers in our building gather on the loading dock on the first floor to get their nicotine fix before riding back up the elevators to whichever floor they work on. I've noticed today that even if nobody is in the elevator besides me, there's a lingering scent of damp, musty tobacco. Reminds me of my Grandpa Fritz, who had that same odor clinging to him on rainy days. At least, he did until cancer finally caught up with him. Odd what memories the weather holds in store.
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