I lost my umbrella this morning. I left it in the cab. I was too worried about keeping the contents of my bag dry, I left it on the car mat. It served me well. Almost four years, I suppose. Time attaches sentiments even on inanimate objects. And now I have to let go, and simply buy a new one. Not an easy task.
This would have never happened if it wasn’t another rainy Friday in Manila. The early morning was gloomy, a chunk of greyness looming over the capital, blocking the sunrise with such strength. But the skies look better now nearing noon. The rain looks a lot like snow from the office windows, several floors up. Almost like snowflakes. Misty, soft, sugar sprinkles. Makes me long for my umbrella.
Alas, I have to forget about it. I have to let it go. I have to get myself a new umbrella to cover me from future storms. My old umbrella will be with someone else now. I hope he or she treats ‘it’ well.