Seeing Through the Water

It rains in the city and the lights filter through the water. Sparkling raindrops on the bus windows soon merge to form little streams flowing chaotically, until the glass becomes a translucent layer that distorts reality. Then reality becomes a blur. How does it feel seeing the gloomy but glowing city from a safe and warm interior through the water? Is it perhaps a desire to wash up reality after a hard day, or the need to get lost in abstract shapes to avoid unpleasant thoughts, or may be a desire to catch random emotions while you get somewhere.