A rainy day is an excuse for wandering off from linear time and a clearly defined space. An umbrella separates raindrops and people, while i t also separates people and the surroundings. Rain calms the hustle and bustle. People quietly wait for the unknown to come. Motionless individuals betray their subjectivity and become quasi-sculpture, quietly waiting for the rain to stop, for a new dawn to break. The endless extension of waiting stills each second . Whether the sight is focused near or projected far, this distance is leading to elsewhere, an unknown place which is yet sure to come.