I stepped out­side, and the street­lights were on. To the west the clouds were clear­ing, while the sun was fight­ing the brood­ing sky in the east. Everything felt a lit­tle dif­fer­ent. As I walked to work, zipped up in my light wind­break­er, sweat­ing from the suf­fo­cat­ing mate­r­i­al, the rain slowed then stopped.