The thunder storm broke out at 4 P.M. as I was thinking about riding back home on my bike. It was dark as night and the water was pouring down. I realized part of why Americans love their cars so much is that they can leave right when they want without any delay. I stayed and listened to the rain in my studio and put glass mosaic on part of a fountain and I realized why I like biking. That individual immediate urge to fulfill a need or impulse is not necessarily always the best choice. Sometimes the best moment of the day is when you are stuck waiting for the rain to stop.