I'm in my bed right now, sitting at the window watching a thunderstorm
unfold. It's beautiful.
It started innocently with some lightning in the distance and then
quiet thunder. It got louder and closer as the wind picked up and you
could smell the storm on the wind.
Now it's starting to rain lightly and I'm in front of an open window,
typing this on my phone. I love storms. There's something so wild and
free about them. If it weren't for the little gangbangers in my city,
I'd be outside right now. Everything is so peaceful yet chaotic in a
storm. I LOVE it!
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