Storm

Originally Posted: Thursday, May 7, 2009

That beautiful storm is approaching again. It is one part of Indiana I am growing to love. It is eerily dark, as if one black cloud wrapped around the earth, and just now the flashes of lightning are flickering behind the tall brick buildings. When I was a girl, Daddy would call me to the door in a bad storm, and we would just watch. To this day it's one of my favorite things to do.

I think tonight will be a good night for sleep. I am not so lonely as I was last night, and that mood seems to come and go. Breaking free isn't killing me, but it hurts like hell.
I am off to my sweet tea, storm, and sleep. The rain has just started.