As we drove aimlessly around downtown Charleston in a light rain we wondered how things had gone so very wrong in every way and getting worse by the hour. It was that kind of overcast day during which the sun is not seen so time stands still. The combined effects of weather and events drew us slowly into the blue funk of despair. The real danger of such times is that you don't truly feel sorry for others, but for yourself. That's a can of Drano for the soul.
Everything runs together under these circumstances. Clearly events were controlling us rather than the other way around. The pointlessness of passing shop after shop which we were not going to enter, from which we would purchase nothing was numbing. Suddenly we came upon the two folks you see in the photo above. That put the sunshine back in our day, boosted our octane and made us again happy to be alive.