Friday, July 31, 2009

Not to Be Forgotten

Mike and I were woken up in the middle of the night by a huge thunderstorm. Loud crashing thunder that sounded like the trees outside our house were cracking in half. Mike said this morning that it sounded like the world was exploding. Brilliantly bright flashes of lightning lighting up the whole world outside our window. Thunder and Lightning were not happy that I wrote a nice post about Rain yesterday and neglected to mention them. They were very flashy and vocal in showing their disapproval.

The thing is, I don't LIKE Thunder and Lightning. They don't convey the emotions that I talked about yesterday, they just scare me. They are too big, too bright, too uncontrollable and unpredictable. They are all the controversy in life that I seek to avoid. They make me feel small and childlike.

So this morning, when I woke up to the sound of the world crashing down around our ears, I do what I always try to do during middle of the night storms, I went right back to sleep and tried to just avoid the whole situation.

Sorry Thunder, sorry Lightning. You are magnificent and spectacular, but you will never be my friends.

1 comment:

  1. That seems fair, here's hoping the next string of days bring the kind of weather that have you bolting from bed and devouring the day!