Rowland knew that he didn't want this whole situation to matter all that much, especially not today. He had heard enough from the reporter as they moved on to sports, and it was strangely enough, enough to give him the energy to stand up from his seated position, toss his T-shirt onto the bed and slug on with his life; breaking off and tucking the bad parts of that thought, along with the dead man behind the clouds that which brought a silver lining as he walked into the bathroom to further relieve himself;
"...it's gonna be another hot, clear and sunny day in California, folks! Though, temperatures have cooled around areas...", so said the easy eyed stranger. But Rowland felt the freeze of precipitation - condensation which created an accumulation of clouds above his head as the thought of the dead man - which stuck to his mood like a thorn in his paw, indicated a slight chance of rainfall
He in fact, actually didn't pack a raincoat or an umbrella..