“On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.” ― Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
The cute little sun in the condensation slowly started to drip the moment she was finished putting the smile on it. Normally the silly things like this helped her feel better but the guilt still gnawed at her stomach.
I really like how you can't see the streetlights but you can see them being reflected in the water. It makes it seem as if they were just floating in the water. The contrast between the color of the light and water is very interesting as well