Rain, Rain, Go Away

It is 4:30am and it is raining. I will be leaving for the airport at 5 for my flight to Florida. I am a so-so traveler. A two hour flight is not too bad. If I went over seas, I think I would need a morphine drip attached to my arm. My lunch is packed and unless my ticket and driver's licensed have escaped overnight, they still should be safe in my bag. That once happened to a friend of mine. The ticket went missing as the taxi pulled up. In those days things were not computerized, so they cancelled the taxi and the trip. Six months later the ticket appeared. So, off I go, in the rain, and hopefully we will take off on time.