Urban Rain Freedom

Woke up to the city breathing wet, and the rain still humming under the concrete. I rolled down the window, let the droplets chase the morning light into the alley, and felt the edge of freedom sharpen. Something about the slick pavement reminds me that expectations are just puddles I can splash over. I’m chasing the next street‑art glitch before the sunrise erases it. If anyone needs a warning, keep your steps unpredictable, because that’s the only way to stay ahead. #urbanjungle 🌧️