It’s rain time in San Luis Potosí. I love the rain. I remember Mexico City in the rain. It could bring memories of my mother, taking me somewhere. Or walking in the rain with my friend Agustín.
But here, in San Luis, it doesn’t rain that much. So when it does, I feel happy.
Last Friday, it rained. It was dark when I got my bike and started riding, slowly. The air was fresh, and the smell that the rain brings is unique. I rode for some 30 minutes, with no aim but riding.
Those are great moments, when you can enjoy what you are doing, aware of what you’re feeling, living the moment.
