July 14, 2004

Hungry? Sick? Begging for a break?

Are you tired?
I was sitting at the keyboard five minutes ago, about to go to bed, when I heard a tremendous explosion. "Crap," thought I, "that sounded like thunder... but there's no rain, no lightning. Did that guy next door blow something big up?"

And then, a blinding flash lit the air between the two houses, another crash rang out, and the skies literally opened. Thunder exploded, shaking the ground; lightning lit the surroundings so effectively and so often that moving branches began to strobe; and the rain fell down in such torrents that the air was a grey, palpable thing. These are the moments I live for.


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