Was it all a dream?

It was a downpour when I left. It was a downpour when I returned. In between it was a downpour the entire time.

Rain permeated everything in The City indoors and out. It gave the experience of walking around the feel of being in a dream.

Everything looked a little distorted. Everyone moved at a slightly unnatural pace. Places that are typically busy were empty. Nooks and corners that are typically overlooked became shelters.

Dogs were wearing raincoats and boots. Spicy Chinese food was even more comforting than usual.

Was I in San Francisco today or did I dream all that?