Rain yesterday, rain today, rain tomorrow

The Vancouver winter smell has set in. It's the sour, musty smell of a jacket hung up wet day after day, never quite drying all the way through.

Every time I went outside today, the weather seemed to get worse. When I walked to work, the day was just grey and cloudy. When I left work, it was drizzling. When I left the gym, it was raining. When I left the grocery store, it was pouring. For everyone's safety, I'm staying home for the rest of the night; if I go out again, there might be Biblical-scale flooding.