It was driving him crazy. He pushed open the window, reaching out as far he could, trying to feel the rain he knew was falling outside. He'd been listening to the thunder for ages, could smell the wetness of the earth, yet every time he stuck his hand out...it came back dry. Yet he could see the patter of droplets on the cement below him, see it dripping from the trees nearby. Why could he not feel the rain?!
-Inspiration from an interaction with a drive-thru worker
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