Walking in rainstorm

I didn't expect to experience a soul torture in Hanoi. It took me five hours from 12:30 to 17:30. My taxi broke down at 12:30. I waited for about half an hour at the roadside, but I still couldn't wait for a taxi. I knew that my location was not far from the hotel, but I didn't know the direction. I just walked along the road and asked several people, who helped me to point out the direction. But it rained heavily at that time. I later learned that if it rained in Hanoi, it was impossible to take a taxi. So when I came to the alley about 1 km away from the hotel, the rainstorm had already flooded the alley. If I walked there, it would certainly submerge my legs. Nai, turn around and try to walk along the road.
Seeing that it was getting late, I thought I could never sleep on the street, so I left the area and walked in the rainstorm.
At this moment, I still wanted to wear leather shoes with dignity, so I held the shoes in my hand and put on socks,
I feel very scared, for two reasons. One is thunder (my second uncle was killed by lightning during a thunderstorm), and the other is the fear of getting my feet pierced by the glass on the roadside.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier. Full to the thighs, but still have to grit your head and walk forward.
At this moment, there is another fear, which is the true fear.
I am worried that with so many shops along the street, if any of them leaks electricity, I am likely to be electrocuted in the water because the current will undoubtedly conduct in such a medium.
In a foreign land, when these three fears come together, a strong sense of helplessness surges in my heart. I wonder, why did I come here? Who am I doing this business for? I had a simple conversation with myself, and when the answer I received after asking and answering myself was negative, I suddenly realized that a person who doesn't do things for their ideals and mission is simply wasting their life.
What is my mission? My mission is to sleep aid, and before this trip to Hanoi, I shifted my focus to insomnia relief. Because sleep aid is like a vast ocean, everyone needs it, it's too broad, but insomnia relief is like a reef in the ocean, focusing on the insomnia group. If I can do something for this group, my life will be very meaningful.
Thinking of this, I am still very excited in my heart. Although I caught a cold, fever, and cough the next day, I feel that this was an impressive realization that deepened my understanding of the meaning of life,and during those days of illness, I deeply understood the essence of the COZHOM brand.