I am lying down, the bass rumble of faraway thunder jarring, melding with my bones. Above me the sharp crack of lightning as it burns through the air. It’s a shock to my bones and for a moment I feel, but see nothing. Rain falls everywhere- I am shrouded in darkness- and despite the insistent annoyance of the light flicking in- and out- and back again- I cannot help but think
God I love thunderstorms