As if we're going on a stroll....
We might start off the day waking up straight away.... and emerge from thrown back linen whilst en route to the bathroom. Striding across the landing, mentally adjusting our wardrobe choices - taking the weather into consideration - idly glancing in it's direction in passing.
Then we wash and consider what our plans are for the rest of the day... whether or not we've got the luxury of time that a breakfast requires to savour each morsel thoroughly.
At the door we may pause briefly, hover or approach confidently
Smiling dry strangers walk by overhearing our voice commenting, "I knew I should have brought my umbrella....", the sopping wet pause in their hurry to look accusingly in someone's direction before they again hasten, dripping, to some point of entry.
