Oct 26, 2004 01:24
Thunder. For almost a minute straight just roaring loud thunder. I go outside and so is everyone else, to catch the lightning. It's beautiful. I stay in the rain, looking up. and now I'll go to sleep with sopping wet hair, cuddled up in bed with a satisfaction that I can't really explain...it would be a joyous one if the longing left any room.
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