We'll cross that bridge when we get to it

We'll cross that bridge when we get to it
Originally uploaded by matteich.

The view from my car as one rainy day reminds of another. But that is neither here nor there. "We waited until the rain was pounding against the ground and ran out into it, along the river, lit by the street lights. My face so close to hers as the rain chased down her cheeks and we held hands."