New York City, January 17, 2017

★ A blue mist became a grayer drizzle as the morning brightened in reverse. The drizzle became rain, and at lunchtime it was heavy enough to make the pavement shine with headlights as if it were night. Rain bounced off the lid of the coffee cup, and the parka was sheeted with water. It continued through the end of daylight, less than a downpour but more than tolerable. A puddle of vomit on the subway stairs was gradually being diluted into its constituent lumps.