07.23.2003
7:20 p.m.
A storm is coming...
Black clouds rolling in...
Thunder beginning to sound in the distance...
Louder and louder as it comes closer and closer...
The sound of the woman two doors down, rushing to finish mowing her lawn before the downpour starts...
The beauty of the sky...two absolutely different skies combined into one for the moment...
Echoing how I've felt as of late...
Confused as to whether blue skies and white cottonball clouds, or giant dark thunderheads that promise quite a show, are in order...
The feeling of the quickening wind blowing over my skin...
The electricity in the air of a storm on its way...
Promising...
Promising...
Heat...and light...and wet...and music...and strength...and power...
And the feeling of awe that always strikes me...
During a thunderstorm...
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